Mislead
par James LaBrie
lyricscopy.com
I can´t be
Here not a...
One moment longer
My skin feels
It´s crawling
Actions appalling
Ratified
Justified
To keep us quiet
Dominion
Opinion
The streets will riot
Whose interests are we supporting?
Convinced us in their reporting
Mislead
(No more lame excuses)
Mislead
(they should look the part)
We´ll paint their lips a crimson red
Bang it over their heads
Then none of us will feel Mislead
It´s your move
Can feel it
Tension is rising
No facial
Expression
But know they´re lying
Forefathers
Words spoken
The constitution
Infected
Corrupted
Our institutions
Whose interests are we supporting?
Convinced us in their reporting
Mislead
(No more lame excuses)
Mislead
(they should look the part)
We´ll paint their lips a crimson red
Bang it over their heads
Then none of us will feel Mislead
They´ve fallen short
Again to hell with their credentials
If we are to survive
Realize our full potential
Mislead
(No more lame excuses)
Mislead
(they should look the part)
We´ll paint their lips a crimson red
Bang it over their heads
Then none of us will feel Mislead
Here not a...
One moment longer
My skin feels
It´s crawling
Actions appalling
Ratified
Justified
To keep us quiet
Dominion
Opinion
The streets will riot
Whose interests are we supporting?
Convinced us in their reporting
Mislead
(No more lame excuses)
Mislead
(they should look the part)
We´ll paint their lips a crimson red
Bang it over their heads
Then none of us will feel Mislead
It´s your move
Can feel it
Tension is rising
No facial
Expression
But know they´re lying
Forefathers
Words spoken
The constitution
Infected
Corrupted
Our institutions
Whose interests are we supporting?
Convinced us in their reporting
Mislead
(No more lame excuses)
Mislead
(they should look the part)
We´ll paint their lips a crimson red
Bang it over their heads
Then none of us will feel Mislead
They´ve fallen short
Again to hell with their credentials
If we are to survive
Realize our full potential
Mislead
(No more lame excuses)
Mislead
(they should look the part)
We´ll paint their lips a crimson red
Bang it over their heads
Then none of us will feel Mislead