Lletres: Norma Jean. O God the Aftermath. Liarsenic.

Run

Run away screaming bloody murder
The doubt of question will be murdered, murdered, murdered
Deception is charming
I don't think so, lies, I don't think so, lies
I don't think so, lies, [Incomprehensible]

No, I don't think so, don't think so
I don't think so
No, I don't think so, don't think so
I don't think so

These things will harmonize and overthrow
These things will cure, but they will tear down
These things will harmonize and overthrow
These things will cure, but they will tear down

We are not the ones who carry on
We are not the ones who wear the shroud
Tear down, tear down, tear down, tear down

Liar, condescender, words born as bastards
Our swords will rest and a course in miracles will hail
Killers will rise, killers will rise, killers will rise
Where have we gone wrong?
Understanding laced the web

I don't think so, no, I don't think so
Don't think so, I don't think so
No, I don't think so, I don't think so
Don't think so

These things will harmonize and overthrow
These things will cure, but they will tear down
These things will harmonize and overthrow
These things will cure, but they will tear down

Tear down, tear down
(We are not the ones who carry on)
Tear down, tear down, tear down, tear down
(We are not the ones who carry on)

I don't think so, I don't think so
No, no, I don't think so