Lyrics

Worlds away from what we thought The intertwining irony of this all As paths collide and stories cross We live within this social paradox Who saw it first? Dirty hands will point their fingers first You're not exempted from this Cause guilty lies know where to hide But who are you if not but good? Just a victim to the system that sheds your blood You shed your tears You're shaken up And press your fists against the very wall that you built up Dirty hands will point their fingers first You're not exempted from this Cause guilty lies know where to hide Take off your mask Show us who you are Just a coward, guilty as hell Not fooling anyone Dirty hands will point their fingers first You're not exempted from this Cause guilty lies know where to hide Stay uncomfortable Stop deflecting Quiet your voice for once Burn the cycle
Writer(s): Billie Cloer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out