Tekst :

Jot down the words you want me to say
Make sure they don t conflict with mine in any way
Make them sound good
Remember the laws that apply
I gave you a buck it s my right to decide
Pretend your life is squeaky clean
Pure as the virgin you think your daughter is
She laughs in your face
As you bring your speech to a close
But she s doing it under your nose

I don t care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I m wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to your own life

You used to wear your pretty clothes
Now that the scruff is in, you re left what you used to know
But here comes your rules
The fashion police are in
And suddenly your politics are changing again
Idolize and criticize
Push them in the right direction to paradise
Praise them with guilt
Distinguish the weak from the strong
But knowing that we end up the same in the long run

I don t care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I m wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to your own life

The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost

I don t care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I m wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to your own life

Boże wiedzieć chcę
Czy wszystko ma na pewno sens
Ty jedyny wiesz
Co komu z nas pisane jest
Jak wytłumaczysz mi znów brak współczucia w nas
Tak trudno odróżnić nam dobro od zła
Czy wiedzieć chcesz, że z każdym mym dniem
Bardziej i mocniej ten odczuwam lęk

Co może przynieść nowy dzień ?
Dla Ciebie płacz a dla mnie...

Oh....oh (4x s)
Trouble comes in slowly
A neverlasting light come to shine all over me
Bright in the mornin
Like all of heaven s love come to shine on me
And to you who never need
Fuck yourselves, I need some more room to breathe

Here comes the...

She aint for me, You the one I need
She was a model chick, pretty thick, in them jeans
Walking out the store on 25th, excuse me.
Can I tell you what my name is?
You looking like the kind a girl I wanna get with.
She ask me what kind of car I drive.
I...

The stars are getting in and out of automobiles
And we keep wondering when we re gonna feel something real
Keep waiting for a Santa that will never come
A real party not just people who re faking fun
But everything gets erased before it s even said
And all...

Baptised with a perfect name
The doubting one by heart
Alone without himself

War between him and the day
Need someone to blame
In the end, little he can do alone

You believe but what you see
You receive but what you give

Caress the one, the Never-Fading
Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow
Caress the...