Blessings

Lyrics

Bow
 To its will
 A presence in your mind
 You take the pill
 No conscience
 Mind's ill
 No favor
 Or goodwill
 They built a house of lies
 Upon this hill
 Reigning on down from high
 This soulless shill
 No conscience
 Mind's ill
 No patience
 Or free will
 Lies
 Peace of mind
 Free of sin
 Denier, denier, denier
 Abide to every rule
 That they wrote for themselves
 Now
 Uproot this hill
 Undo their subterfuge
 Deny their will
 Our longing
 Their hate
 Our victory
 Their shame
 Ride
 There's no need for guilt and
 There's no need for shame
 Take the blame off of yourself
 And throw it away
 It's everyone else
 They're holding you back
 Or maybe you're really scum
 I'd bet
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
03:30
Key
11
Tempo
102 BPM

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