Speaking only to hear their own voice Empty vessels making so much noise For our sanity's sake, we'll torch the ground And salt the earth in our wake
They rise just to drop like flies I can't watch as they breed and multiply Draw blood, you parasites Flatline, as you pull the splinters from your eye
I won't watch you plead your case High up on your soapbox stage As you appoint yourself authority Condemner of youth Not even the truth will set you free
Who put the crown on your head? You're not a king of anything You'll burn in the eyes of the world
So cast your stones (and close your fists) In a house of glass (you better not miss) Is this the attention you crave? You won't find peace, may you turn in your grave
So bury the bones Burn all the evidence and carry on like nobody knows What you've been dragging around The bloodied names and the rise of the body count
“Don't dare to break the mould Shut up and do as you're told” I don't remember how the fuck it got so Overcomplicated, the truth is overrated And when the chips are down They'll burn it to the fucking ground
For the ones who refuse to admit For the contrarian hypocrites Those who live to provoke As venom spills from your throat I hope you choke
So sink your teeth in ‘til you Draw blood, you parasites Why don't you show your face? Step into the light
Who put the crown on your head? You're not a king of anything You'll burn in the eyes of the world
So cast your stones (and close your fists) In a house of glass (you better not miss) Is this the attention you crave? You won't find peace, may you turn in your grave
As you rise (you drop like flies) I can't watch (you multiply) Why search for the source of a lie? It's easier to deride what you can't deny
I won't watch you plead your case High up on your soapbox stage As you appoint yourself authority Condemner of youth, not even the truth Will set you freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
