Z/Zao/It's Hard Not To Shake With A Gun In Your Mouth
I am not a prophet or a teacher I am a failure of God Standing in a circle of my brothers Their fangs out
Every thing I had I gave to you Every time I tried I would lose Its hard not to shake with a gun in your mouth
Every time I try I hear my mothers voice And see my mothers eyes But when hers close Im scared so will mine You are no brothers
Filing out of the church of Cain Like a thousand foot pious snake Hiding its sins deep in its stomach Digesting them one at a time
And your voice is a sounding trumpet Announcing the mountains that youve moved But love is the farthest thing from youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
