James in the green room with Will Smith and Jay-Z
Now who, who do we pretend we used to be?
Summer's up in the shape of a daisy
Fool, we did all this work
So where's our bling?
I'll draw a line in the sand to pass through
I'll leave a mark in free hand
I'll draw a line in the sand to rescue
I'll draw a line
I sing of love and the healing within
But where, where is the song to end my suffering?
You call me king, but I feel like a failure
You, what colour you choose to paint your skin?
I'll draw a line in the sand to pass through
I'll leave a mark in free hand
I'll draw a line in the sand to rescue
I'll draw a line in free hand
All my letters are on fire
From the air, my text is clear
Please forgive me
Please receive me
Rescue me from all my fears
All my letters are on fire
Hell and peace seen from the air
Out of matches
Out of prayers
I'll draw a line in the sand to pass through
I'll leave a mark in free hand
I'll draw a line in the sand to rescue
I'll draw a line in free hand
I'll draw a line in the sand to pass through
I'll leave a mark in free hand
I'll draw a line in the sand to rescue
I'll draw a line in free hand
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