Extrema

Extrema - Join Hands songtekst

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Nobody see's the sinners

Preach out on T.V.

They fill your brain

With tons of thoughts about this Holy Shit

Do you really belive

That someone can save my soul?

There are no winners

In this reality


JOIN HANDS (x2)


Wake up and look up there

Someone met god again

The goon now preaches

The same old story

“The glory is just somewhere up there”

Give me your money

And your soul will feel just fine

But there's no truth

In his reality


JOIN HANDS (x2)


No man or money

Can save you from this holy swindle

No one

Can promise you a place in paradise

The preacher man

Is bathing in his golden swimming pool

But there's no truth

In his reality


JOIN HANDS (x4)

Like sunday morning

He likes only money

Likes to show his face on T.V. (x4)


“I'm here to show you the way

Don't need your thoughts

Just your mind

All i need is that wallet in your pocket

‘Cause I know that you're faith is

blind”


You're not funny

Or uncanny

You're just a preacher in a circus

There's no god

Who can save you from the people

You've cheated

The preacher now lies lifeless

In is golden swimming pool

But there are no winners

In this reality


JOIN HANDS (x4)

Like sunday morning

He likes only money

Likes to show his face on T.V. (x4)
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