Let me tell you something That my old man said to me Your lies have been piled so high It's no surpriseyou don't even see All your tricks and all your games Are all the same All the days we've wasted keeping you alive
Waiting for The Reaper Man To come rip your heart out
When you find the sin And heaven's weight's on your soul The re-emerging days of old
Blinded by the men The heavens they burn Swallowing pride Swallowing scorn Sit with me here Listen and learn
Ever has the hatred For your own self ruled your day Yeah I know you're gonna kill yourself So go on and be on your way I won't be shaking hands If you're my friend then I'll be damned I understand your bottom-feeding waysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
