| Song | At Least I Know I'm A Sinner |
| Artist | Atreyu |
| Album | Suicide Notes And Butterfly Kisses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
| Lift up a stone and you will find him | |
| Cherish the beauty in the world around us | |
| Judge me, **** you, stop playing god | |
| Your forked tongue prophecies | |
| Carelessly caressing the wounds of the weak | |
| People like you should be crucified | |
| Then maybe, just maybe, you would have an idea | |
| Of what you are talking about | |
| My only solace is that one day | |
| Judgment will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns | |
| Raise your heads, unclasp your hands | |
| Your weakness makes me tremble | |
| True strength comes from within | |
| And we were given this life to live | |
| Not exist under standards, set by some bullshit rule book | |
| What prayers of yours, were ever answered, by degrading others | |
| Spare me your biblical back peddling nonsense | |
| For the people that you've hurt, and the being you dishonor | |
| Your fall from grace will finally justify my means | |
| Judge me and now you are me and what's worse | |
| You are now a traitor to your god | |
| Tell me Judas, how does it feel to be looked down upon | |
| Sinners like you should be strung up from the highest tree | |
| You judged me and now you are me, stop playing god |
| zuo ci : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
| Lift up a stone and you will find him | |
| Cherish the beauty in the world around us | |
| Judge me, you, stop playing god | |
| Your forked tongue prophecies | |
| Carelessly caressing the wounds of the weak | |
| People like you should be crucified | |
| Then maybe, just maybe, you would have an idea | |
| Of what you are talking about | |
| My only solace is that one day | |
| Judgment will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns | |
| Raise your heads, unclasp your hands | |
| Your weakness makes me tremble | |
| True strength comes from within | |
| And we were given this life to live | |
| Not exist under standards, set by some bullshit rule book | |
| What prayers of yours, were ever answered, by degrading others | |
| Spare me your biblical back peddling nonsense | |
| For the people that you' ve hurt, and the being you dishonor | |
| Your fall from grace will finally justify my means | |
| Judge me and now you are me and what' s worse | |
| You are now a traitor to your god | |
| Tell me Judas, how does it feel to be looked down upon | |
| Sinners like you should be strung up from the highest tree | |
| You judged me and now you are me, stop playing god |
| zuò cí : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
| Lift up a stone and you will find him | |
| Cherish the beauty in the world around us | |
| Judge me, you, stop playing god | |
| Your forked tongue prophecies | |
| Carelessly caressing the wounds of the weak | |
| People like you should be crucified | |
| Then maybe, just maybe, you would have an idea | |
| Of what you are talking about | |
| My only solace is that one day | |
| Judgment will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns | |
| Raise your heads, unclasp your hands | |
| Your weakness makes me tremble | |
| True strength comes from within | |
| And we were given this life to live | |
| Not exist under standards, set by some bullshit rule book | |
| What prayers of yours, were ever answered, by degrading others | |
| Spare me your biblical back peddling nonsense | |
| For the people that you' ve hurt, and the being you dishonor | |
| Your fall from grace will finally justify my means | |
| Judge me and now you are me and what' s worse | |
| You are now a traitor to your god | |
| Tell me Judas, how does it feel to be looked down upon | |
| Sinners like you should be strung up from the highest tree | |
| You judged me and now you are me, stop playing god |