There's something fishy around here 
Now all that's left is deadly fear 
What's the reason I don't know 
They want me to go 
But the gospel truth will find it's way 
Despite the mockery and the lies 
Even though I swim against the tide 
Made of cowards armed with arrogant smiles 

I will not trust you anymore 
You've thrown your word to the floor 
Like an old sailor without the sea 
I'm left here miserably 

But the gospel truth will find it's way 
Despite the mockery and the lies 
Even though I swim against the tide 
Made of cowards armed with arrogant smiles 

It's stormy, stormy be careful boy 
They're crazy, they're crazy, be careful boy 

But the gospel truth will find it's way 
Despite the mockery and the lies 
Even though I swim against the tide 
Made of cowards armed with arrogant smiles