A Tragedy In Progress Shoot The Messenger
How does it feel destructing people's lives
With the keys at your fingertips?
Spewing filth, dispensing lies
Why does the truth never find your lips?
Praying for catalysts, you're playing god in this town
You've created an army of believers
I guess that makes us the damned
When your mouth starts running away
Can you remember this?
You're taking food off the table from mouths of hungry kids
How can this be freedom of speech
When your words leave them oppressed?
I think it's time we shoot the messenger
And let god sort out the rest
Shoot the messenger
And let god sort out the rest
Shoot the messenger
And let god sort out the rest
BLACK
WHITE
READ
ALL OVER
Does anyone have a guess?
The misinformed will seek out the truth
No matter what your paper says
And when your mouth starts running away
Can you remember this?
You're taking food off the table from mouths of hungry kids
How can this be freedom of speech
When your words leave them oppressed? (when your words leave them oppressed?)
I think it's time we shoot the messenger
And let god sort out the rest
This is nothing more than propaganda
A modern tall tale wrapped up and delivered each day
Your ignorance drives the cause you advocate
And your influence leads them all astray
Astray, ugh!
How does it feel destructing people's lives
With the keys at your fingertips?
Spewing filth, dispensing lies
Why does the truth never find your lips?
Praying for catalysts, you're playing god in this town
You've created an army of believers
I guess that makes us the damned
