Album: State of Mind
Self righteous
So wrong
You run your mouth as if you were God
Blinded by the dollar signs
I can see the truth
I can show you the truth
You think I'm dumb enough to fall for this
I'm calling you out heretic
You don't think I'm pissed
I wrote this song for you
False Prophet
It is written
"My house shall be called a house of prayer
but you have turned it into a den of thieves
" I know exactly who you are
Wretched one
Pitiful
Poor and blind
You have nothing
Refine yourself in fire
We can show you the truth
Preacher for sale and we know your scam
For the cash you'll give them hope
Give them hope
Profit with vision but not for the bride and she'll suffer the loss of this disappointment
Make your betrayal
You'll make your escape but we're there to give you rope
Give you rope
Mr. Iscariot
We know the truth
We come to settle accounts and let justice ride
It's hard not to hate when there's people like you
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