Keep your enemies closer they say But I prefer mine dead and miles away Wanna save the world now and right away? Tomorrow would be better cos there wasn't one today
The absence of your mind Preaching, judging Is hard for you to fake Reactions of your kind Cringing, whingeing Is too much for me to take
Ignorance is a bliss That might be but not when you throw Stones in a house made of glass With your halo buried far up your ass
If a pen is mightier than a sword I wish you luck sincerely in your world What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger Is a crock of shit, I'm sick of it Sick of you, fuck you too
Distress and nothing less you breed Confess and you're blessed Set free from your sin ain't that something Absolution leaves me nothing
The absence of your mind Preaching, judging Is hard for you to fake Reactions of your kind Cringing, whingeing Is too much for me to take
The absence of your mind Preaching, judging Is hard for you to fake Reactions of your kind Cringing, whingeing Is too much for me to takeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
