Am I sorry your sky went black, put your knives in babies backs? Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy´s and Huxley too?
But I´m sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat and your apples sticking into my throat Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails and your crucifixion commercials failed but I´m just a pitiful anonymous
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song
Am I sorry to be alive putting my face in the beehive? Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?
I´m sorry you never check
the bag in my head for a bomb and my halo was a needle hole I´m sorry I saw a priest being beaten and I made a wish but I´m just a pitiful anonymous
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song [x2] we all just sing their song we all just sing their song
"the valley of death we are free your father´s your prison you see" [x2]
And I see all the young believers Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song