كلمات Old Timer

Old timer You're preachin' at me You seem to think that we are so damn different But we're not We're both stuck somewhere between life and death Old timer, you won't listen to me You're still preachin' to me You still seem to think that we are so damn different But we're not We're both stuck somewhere between right and wrong You don't know the difference between social identity And the truth. You've been conditioned your whole existence But you just haven't understood Call me a sinner, call me a saint Take what you know of me, burn it all the same I'm here to change with each subtlety And I can't blame nothing But the fear embedded deep inside of me By society Old timer You're preachin' at me You seem to think that we are so damn different But we're not. We're both stuck somewhere between yes and no Old timer, you won't listen to me And you're still preachin' at me And you still seem to think that we are so damn different But we're not We're both stuck somewhere between up and down You don't know the difference between social identity And the truth. You've been conditioned your whole existence But you just haven't understood Call me a sinner, call me a saint Take what you know of me, burn it all the same I'm here to change with each subtlety And I can't blame nothing But the fear embedded deep inside of me By society