Description: Bring It Down, Rock Music, Hard Rock, music for videos, download music clips and stock music tracks
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Lyrics:
Why do you try so hard to convert me?
Cause I will never subscribe to your inane philosophies
And I don’t care what you’re selling or who’s your God today
Just take your book and turn around and keep walking away
I feel for you – you make me sick
And I bleed for you – you make me sick
But don’t make me lie for you – you make me sick
You’ve shown me not how to live, but how to die by deciding that I’m not worthy
Just because I live my life to break free from the chains you create with your superior words
Listen – haven’t you heard? That we’re all equal when we die
Why the hell do I keep on going when everything’s so hard?
Everyday I play along and smile and hide my scars
And I’m not sure if anybody really is as who they seem
They fill their pockets with your money and claim you’ve been redeemed
But like sheep, you keep on coming back to the source of the agony
And I wish you hell when you’re telling yourself you’ve made it, counting your money
You’re forsaken, haunted by every dollar bill that you’ve taken
You’ve shown me it’s what I do, not what I say or how much I make that defines me
Look inside before you try to save me
So strip yourself of your Sunday obsession and then try to face me
And we’ll see who burns in hell then.
Know me for what I am and take the time to consider the words that I’m saying
There is more to me than what you’ve seen
So listen up – what good is life if your dogma dictates that we waste it
While we’re praying for a place in heaven?
Bring it down, cover me, leave me be
There is no heaven!
Deep in the ground, consuming me, eternity
Forgive them for they know not what they do
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