Текст песни False Prophets -

False Prophets

False prophets preying on feeble minds
Flat earth conspiracies abound
Their eyes are lidless, on and on they cry
You swallow each and every lie
Soapbox riders baying to the crowd
The masses want their opiate
Keyboard warriors they shout it out loud
The more you push, the harder they try
To some it’s fate, to others destiny
There’s those that take it in their stride
I’d like to think that there’s mor to see
Yeah you can try, but you can’t fool me
Digital snake oil slling day and night
No doubt, they’re going to save me
Throughout the journey they will be your guide
Their morals corrupt, ethically blind
To some it’s fate, to others destiny
There’s those that take it in their stride
I’d rather think that there’s more to see
Yeah you can try, but you can’t fool me
Digital snake oil selling day and night
No doubt, they’re going to save me
Throughout the journey they will be your guide
Their morals corrupt, ethically blind
To some it’s fate, to others destiny
There’s those that take it in their stride
I’d rather think that there’s more to see
Yeah you can try, but you can’t fool me