歌词
I am not forcing anything on anyone
They are merely practicing a faith
That they decided to believe in
Of their own free will
Tell me why do you
Think people believe in god
Because they want to
It's not easy living
In such an ugly coherent world
There is no certainty
And nothing to hope for
People are lost so they reach out
Don't you get it
God didn't create humans no
It's humans who created god
Walking down the border of fame
Go to war torch the mortar throw it
Watch the gorgeous pain
Blaine break the brace close the portable frame
Loiter thangs drain die enjoy the rain
Grains I absorb the flame
Chain I'm the next man
Saying chester chester
Gotta laugh while the sword is slaying
Gore but the fort is tame
Sort of strange
And as I look up at the sky for a second
Life was a record ain't a chord I'd change
Introspective figure
Where my introspective *****'s
Better fetch detectives ***** ain't a clue left
Who's next
Careful graduate living got you
Info adherent *****
Mixing terroristic tendencies
With mellow written energy
And get this ***** chester asking questions
Like you ain't going leave me
Pick apart these beats
And barbecue them like it's grilling season
Garfish gloom and a trip to doom
I think I'm lucid dreaming
Moving Jesus off it check the wood
As if the cross is bleeding
Dragon
You wake the dude it's fire breathing
Burn the church to nothing
Search the ashes for a higher meaning
Dire reasons
Or a deadly end the mayan's seen it
I was always tripping
Natural floor so that I will see it
Gliding through the light
It's hard to fight it 'cause the right was evil
Court is only villains and they
Wonder why I'm not believing
About to die and as I look up at the sky for a second
If life was a record there's a chord I'd change
Introspective figure where my introspective *****'s
Better fetch detectives *****
Ain't a clue left
Who's next
Careful graduate living got you info adherent *****
Mixing terroristic tendencies
With mellow written energy
And get this ***** chester
Asking questions
Like you ain't going leave me
Pick apart these beats
And barbecue them like it's grilling season
Garfish gloom and a trip to doom
I think I'm lucid dreaming
Moving Jesus off it
Check the wood as if the cross is bleeding
So what's this executions reason
Nothing retribution justice
Hatred or a spook to legions
If I knew it I would try and patch it up
Wish you were adhesive
Who's the hero
No what's more important is finding who's the demon
Demons in disguise
Lower's eyes as they guillotine him
Reading civil lies
As the cries from his ruined people
Already dead and as I look down
From the sky for a second
If life was a record all the chords I'd change