اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
You think you know what this world is about
But nothing grows in the desert when you covet the drought
And you believe everything is alright
It's plain to see you're pretending now with all of your might
And I hope you wither out
Fuck you and your fake adoration
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
And drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behavior
The taste that you savor
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
Kick and scream when you're being ignored
But no one heeds aberration when the act is a chore
And I believe we have been here before
It's plain to see you were everything I hated you for
And I hope you wither out
Fuck you, you're a poor imitation
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
And drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behavior
The taste that you savor
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
I hope you wither out
Fuck you, you're a poor imitation
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
And drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behavior
The taste that you savor
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
