Sunday, March 28, 2010

did we not murder you?

Look at you now just standing there
Like you think you're something
The lights are up
And the crowd is looking your way
Just waiting for what you have to say

So go ahead boy,
Give 'em a little taste of hypocrisy
And maybe a hint of blasphemy
Whatever you're preaching, it isn't me

These people don't look to me no more
They've got their idols in various forms
With lust in their eyes
They crave for more
Take their place with the corporate carnivores
Whoa! keep your focus
Because the day will come
When everyone will give account
For what they've done
Make me proud
Make me proud my son

Look at this broken world
Look at this broken world
Look at my children, oh
They're already gone
Sing to me the love song
Look up
Say your prayers on the steps of the capital
Say your prayers on your knees
Say your prayers
Oh, Look up
Say your prayers

You want it to be like you always thought it would
But all you seem to accomplish is the opposite

You wanna walk with me?
Do ya? wanna walk with me?
Well if you love me
Then just love me
Don't you give me pretty words
Lend your life down at the altar
Let me see how serious you are

(the wedding - "say your prayers")

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