I'm conscious of liars that cross my path The sinners ambitious to rule this land The gardens are dead and the walls have bled People betrayed in a secret rage
Turn it off, somebody's asking me Turn it off, somebody hears Turn it off, somebody's asking me Turn it off, somebody show a better way
The system's in distress We feel the consequence, yeah Sinners and liars have crossed my path There's simple disgrace from the souls of man My sister's in rags and her babe's in pain
Turn it off, somebody's asking me Turn it off, somebody hears Turn it off, somebody's asking me Turn it off, somebody hears Turn it off
Don't hear the words I'm preaching If you deny the times of tribulation Don't read the words I've given If you believe there's sides to revelations Life that once was taken brings a million lives to isolation Brings a million lives to isolation
Turn it off, somebody's asking me Turn it off, somebody hears Turn it off, somebody's asking me Turn it off, somebody hears Turn it off
I'm conscious of liars that cross my path The sinners ambitious to rule this land The gardens are dead and the walls have bledTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
