歌词
Doomed to the words that you preach
Even heathens breathe conceit
Stones shatter glass homes, don't you put that pain on me
Doomed to the words that you preach
Doomed to the words that you preach
Pride never put a pound of pressure on a fool
Every excuse that you make, to paint it cruel
Every pebble thrown Is a pebble that you'll eat
Every pebble thrown is a pebble that you'll eat
Eyes never lie, I know why you mumble when you speak
It's those jagged little teeth
Jagged Teeth
Then you testify to the blue eyed god that judged and deemed you ill
Nullify, with a cunning lie
If I die I'll choose my hill
Tie a little rope, tie a little rope
Give it a pull
They see it half empty, I see it half full
Those jagged teeth
Then you testify to the blue eyed god, that judged and deemed you ill
Nullify, with a cunning lie
If I die I'll choose my hill
Tie a little rope, tie a little rope
Give it a pull
They say it's half empty, I see it half full
Tie a little rope, tie a little rope
Tie a little rope, tie a little rope
Tie a little rope, tie a little rope
Tie a fucking rope
Sick in my skin
I'm just piss in the wind
Pride never put a pound of pressure on a fool
Every excuse that you make, to paint it cruel