Žodžiai dainai: Limp Bizkit. The Unquestionable Truth, Pt. 1. The Priest.

It could be the absinthe talking
(I don't think so)
I don't either
I've gotta find a new place
A new place to feed
Gotta be

Stop everything, something is not feeling right
The planets are not all aligned
I know it, I've felt this before
My evil is thirsting for more
I need a new outlet to feed

What can I do? I've got an idea
I think I'll just become a priest
Deceiving them with my belief
I'll preach about what life is worth
And cover my sins with the church

My demons can run around free
No one will suspect a thing
I'll show them its okay to lust
A priest is who children can trust
I've found a new outlet to feed

Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections

Something is not feeling right
The planets are not all aligned
I know it, I've felt this before
My evil is thirsting for more
I need a new outlet to feed

What can I do? I've got an idea
I think I'll just become a priest
Deceiving them with my belief
I'll preach about what life is worth
And cover my sins with the church

My demons can run around free
No one will suspect a thing
I'll show them its okay to lust
A priest is who children can trust
I've found a new outlet to feed

Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections
Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections

Oh my God
I'm watching TV, I can't
Oh what's this world coming to
I see a priest molesting children

I see terrorists blowing up buildings
I see someone in rage killing dime bag on stage
What the fuck is this?
What the fuck is this?

I got a kid
Should I send him to Sunday school?
I got a kid
Should I send him to Sunday school?
So you can fuck him

Oh no you're not gonna fuck him
How 'bout this?
I don't fucking know who I can trust in this world
And I'm not gonna blow one time
I'm not that scared

Something is not feeling right
The planets are not all aligned
I know it, I've felt this before
My evil is thirsting for more
I need a new outlet to feed

Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections
Baptized by the unexpected
Terrorized by the imperfections

Wake up people and look at Mike around you