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No One's Listening

 

No One's Listening

(álbum: Dive - 2023)


Everyone, come confess your sin
But, tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?
When the only truth that could set them free
Will be buried soon for all eternity
I'm sick of cowards who know all too well
I'm sick of old men that will go to hell
So everyone, come confess your sin
But, tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Where do I begin? A cult made of sins
Why change the system when it always wins?
Just don't forget keeping God's children in your heart
The witches get burned, the rules overturned
No one is watching so no one's concerned
Heaven awaits as long as you know the one in charge

Untouchable and not guilty under God
Responsible and not ever getting caught

Everyone, come confess your sin
But, tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?
When the only truth that could set them free
Will be buried soon for all eternity
I'm sick of cowards who know all too well
I'm sick of old men that will go to hell
So everyone, come confess your sin
But, tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

The chain of command keeps justice at hand
The next incarnation of dirty old men
Ready to nail another victim to the cross
The devil is sex, abortion is next
One hand on a Bible, one boy on their lap
Baptised and blessed, raising their hands up to the boss

Untouchable and not guilty under God
Responsible and not ever getting caught

Everyone, come confess your sin
But, tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?
When the only truth that could set them free
Will be buried soon for all eternity
I'm sick of cowards who know all too well
I'm sick of old men that will go to hell
So everyone, come confess your sin
But, tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?

Tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?
Tell me, what's the point when no one's listening?

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