I don't believe in much of anything I threw that away when I found out Jesus never learned to sing I'll wear the crown if you say that it fits You say my head has grown but it fits through the door And you think...
And you think I'm made of stone, I'm chiseled out of brick. I'm a vase that shatters Holding such beautiful things. I'm made of stone, I'm chiseled out of brick. I believe in this, I believe in this, I believe in this...
I'm a machine, I'm made of recycled clicks To keep you in line when you step out of time, I rule with my iron fist I think about the plan the whole world wrote for us And sometimes it hurts, Sometimes it hurts, Sometimes it hurts...
When you think I'm made of stone, I'm chiseled out of brick. I'm a vase that shatters Holding such beautiful things. I'm made of stone, I'm chiseled out of brick. I believe in this, I believe in this, I believe in this...
I believe in this [3x]
Stoned in my room, Yeah they would stone me in my sleep I learned to stare the way that he did The way that Jesus watched his sheep I do this to breathe into the choir, I preach You know how it feels, You know how it feels, You know how it feels...
When I start to think you're made of stone, You're chiseled out of brick. You're the vase that shatters Holding such a pitiful thing. You're made of stone, You're chiseled out of brick. I still believe in this. I still believe in this. Yeah, I believe in this. I believe in this. I believe in this. Yeah, I believe in this.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
