Too many days, too many lies
Too many days, I'm not gonna pray
You can lead, try to preach,
act like you bleed and the false words you teach
What about all the words,
don't you know you'll get what you deserve?
I've got something left to say
I'd rather turn to the bottle than give it up to pray
You're a false father, too fuckin rich
Too many followers and it makes me sick
You can say the end is near,
I don't care, I won't fear
Try to keep us down, say that we're nothing
Try to keeps us in check, we will not obey
Break the Chains