Lyrics
The only gift I have to give to you
Is the one that keeps on giving
All the rope you need to hang yourself
If you keep living like you’re living
Wickedness and innocence both cast into the fire
Left to fight for false control while flames are growing higher
Tell us once again why we are wrong
And preach your armageddon
Pout and pop your pills until they’re gone
And keep buying what you’re selling
Any given Sunday
Heavy is the fool’s head
That wears the paper crown
Soon your faith it will be tested
You’ll walk on water or you’ll drown
Cast your pearls into the swine and wallow in the mire
Follow suit with rotted fruits, praise to the one-eyed liar
Tell us once again why we are wrong
And preach your armageddon
Pout and pop your pills until they’re gone
And keep buying what you’re selling
Any given Sunday
Tell us once again why we are wrong
And preach your armageddon
Pout and pop your pills until they’re gone And keep buying what you’re selling.