Paroles de Con Artist

A coundrel in sheep's wool is still a scoundrel as in the case we see here today You wanted us to be by your side The guilt you carry wil not ensure you place in heaven You never wanted us to be independent Holding on to every word by a thread of false hope I can see through the lies The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times You're selling your manipulation, I'm not buying You're playing on the fear that you've instilled in all of us We don't have to live like this any longer I spit on your name and your institution You wanted uis to be by your side The guilt you carry will ensure your place in heaven You never wanted us to be independent Holding on to every word by a thread of false hope I can see through the lies The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times The tongue of god is but a stranger in these desperate times The arms of god discriminate in these desperate times Your faith is dead We don't have to live like this Get off your knees