Alright - Live At Gelredome

Oh, some things are better left unsaid

You'll find a nice place to hide them

But days like this

There is just too much going on, yeah

So I'm picking up the pieces of my past

I can't find no peace at all

So in other words

I am so ready to be found

So I'll try and I might, stand up and fight

To leave this place someday

All I need is that moment to make me believe

That you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright

Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door

Way too high hopes

I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done

Lord, I need to be saved

And then I'll be alright, alright, yeah

Oh yeah, days like these

There is just too much going on

So I try and I might, stand up and fight

To leave this place someday

You're all I need is this moment to make me believe

That you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright

Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door

Way too high hopes

I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done

Lord, I need to be saved

And then I'll be alright

And then I'll be alright

And then I'll be alright

Then I'll be alright

Then I'll be alright