Who are you to judge like you're a some kind of saint I tell it like it is, you tell it like it ain't I go by what I know, you go by what you hear Preach your hypocrisy to someone else's ear You make me laugh how you perform for your peers I'm not amused, your acting bores me to tears
You sit on your throne, your flock, merely clones Deemed king for a day, a self proclaimed savior Upon your pedestal high
You symbolize all I despise, you and your kind You represent all I resent, your state of mind You symbolize all I despise, you perpetrate You represent all I resent, you are a fake
Contradictions, insert foot in mouth, the truth is out You truly believe that no one perceives you to be A deceiver you are
Open your eyes, you haven't got a clue Behind your back, your peers are mocking you
Look around you, who can you trust - no one Cover is blown
Judas and Brutus are waiting in line... With daggers behind their backsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
