Pay attention, pay attention, pay attention please
He who lusts through life for excess of this world
Dies a lonely man, careless of his soul
Throwing caution to the wind with foolish ignorance
You're full of pride (full of pride) full of pride
And in arrogance you can't accept the nearing end of this short lived life
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast
Fool the world with all of your lies
The parasite's host never even knows
Pull the wool over our eyes
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
Fail to mention your intentions, fail to mention why
The actions of your life contradict your words
The path in which you walk is a vice of no remorse
Washing conscience from the skin, claiming innocence
Ignore the signs
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast
Fool the world with all of your lies
The parasite's host never even knows
Pull the wool over our eyes
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
A pound of flesh for paradise
I should have made your mind up for you (for you)
I should have made your mind up for you (for you)
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
From cradle to grave, you chose to trade
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise.
10-67 PDOA - The Lies (Live 3-3-01) Lyrics
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Pay attention, pay attention, pay attention please
He who lusts through life for excess of this world
Dies a lonely man, careless of his soul
Throwing caution to the wind with foolish ignorance
You're full of pride (full of pride) full of pride
And in arrogance you can't accept the nearing end of this short lived life
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast
Fool the world with all of your lies
The parasite's host never even knows
Pull the wool over our eyes
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
Fail to mention your intentions, fail to mention why
The actions of your life contradict your words
The path in which you walk is a vice of no remorse
Washing conscience from the skin, claiming innocence
Ignore the signs
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast
Fool the world with all of your lies
The parasite's host never even knows
Pull the wool over our eyes
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
A pound of flesh for paradise
I should have made your mind up for you (for you)
I should have made your mind up for you (for you)
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
From cradle to grave, you chose to trade
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise.
He who lusts through life for excess of this world
Dies a lonely man, careless of his soul
Throwing caution to the wind with foolish ignorance
You're full of pride (full of pride) full of pride
And in arrogance you can't accept the nearing end of this short lived life
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast
Fool the world with all of your lies
The parasite's host never even knows
Pull the wool over our eyes
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
Fail to mention your intentions, fail to mention why
The actions of your life contradict your words
The path in which you walk is a vice of no remorse
Washing conscience from the skin, claiming innocence
Ignore the signs
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast
Fool the world with all of your lies
The parasite's host never even knows
Pull the wool over our eyes
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
A pound of flesh for paradise
I should have made your mind up for you (for you)
I should have made your mind up for you (for you)
Walk the line and pay the price
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise
From cradle to grave, you chose to trade
A pound of flesh for paradise
Wear the wounds of your demise.
Writer: BRIAN VODINH, JESSE HASEK, LEWIS COSBY, MATT WANTLAND
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.