Paper Jesus

Staind

You take this all for granted. 
All the things that used to be you. 
By keeping you distracted 
Just long enough to bleed you... dry 

A reason for your anger, 
It's what I need, it's what I need. 
To recognize the truth 
It's what I need, it's what I need. 
So burn your paper Jesus 
It's what I need, it's what I need, 
And all the things you do, 
It's what I need, it's what I need. 

Question what they tell you 
All the lies that they are teaching, 
And they've made a corporation 
Out of desperate people's feelings... of fear 

Somebody chose these words for you. 
Interpretations of the truth. 
Somewhere behind your fear they hide. 
To fill the holes inside.


Zdroj: http://zpevnik.wz.cz