You are not a saint Yet that's how you see yourself
A misguided, self-appointed savior Thinking everyone needs your help
It's not how much we suffer And no amount of hate
Will allow you any control Of My Faith
It's what's in the pretenses of our actions That gives our lives integrity But when profit fuels your sanctimony You lose all validity
NO ONE HAS A HALO ON THEIR HEAD
No one is born without sin No one lives life flawlessly No one is so easily forgiven No one has a halo on their headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.