You got hell to pay but you already sold your soul It's blasphemy But the words don't make sense no more
What would your mother say, your faith that you ignored So don't try to tell me that you still believe No don't preach to me
Ask no questions and you'll get no lies Turn the cheek and blind the eye Let it go Bend the knee and give away your life Bite your tongue and close your mind Never know
Cause you got hell to pay but you already sold your soul It's blasphemy But the words don't make sense no more What would your mother say, your faith that you ignored So don't try to tell me that you still believe No don't preach to me
You're not blessed you're cursed And it's getting worse now
It makes no sense but it must be right The blood and sweat you sacrificed Was it all for nothing Cause you found no sign and see no light We hear no voice when we pray at night But we swore and now it's too late to turn back
You're not blessed you're cursed And it's getting worse now
Cause you got hell to pay but you already sold your soul It's blasphemy But the words don't make sense no more What would your mother say, your faith that you ignored So don't try to tell me that you still believe No don't preach to me
No don't preach to me Don't preach to me No don't preach to me It's blasphemy
Compositores: David Malia Lee (Lee Malia) (PRS), Jordan Keith Attwood Fish (Jordon Fish) (PRS), Matthew Kean (Matt Kean) (PRS), Matthew Stephen Nicholls (Mat Nicholls) (PRS), Oliver Scott Sykes (Oli Sykes) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #13315494 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM