Testo Believers - The Parlor Mob
Testo della canzone Believers (The Parlor Mob), tratta dall'album Dogs
The belly of the beast got the whole world crying
Shaking, shaking, a part of us dying
But all's well in the house of cards
The senator sends his warm misregards
The snakes in the fakes got speech in spades
Their pity little lives know the tricks of the trade
But all dangerous, the ruined, unhealthy
Live out from your knees if you worry for where he'd come home
Dream of deception
It's for your protection
Follow your leaders
We are the believers
I got a dollar burning holes in my hand
I got a pain in my chest turning my soul to sand
But down the barrel of the next eight years
I see a long hard road and all that trail of tears come home
Dream of deception
It's for your protection
Follow your leaders
We are the believers
Well, down in the valley where hope runs deep
We pay for sins and the price ain't cheap
I see a new model for the fuck
'Cause the bills ain't paid and the town ain't right come home
Dream of deception
It's for your protection
Follow your leaders
We are the believers
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Melicia, Samuel Bey, David Rosen, Paul Ritchie, Anthony Chick
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