Black It Out - I'll Gladly Pay You Sunday for a Murder Today Lyrics

You want to play it, you have fallen
You say you live it, you're mistaken
Don't drink the wine if you fake it
Can't wash away the stains this time

I hear the Sunday calling
The day you hide it, the day you play pure
I hear the Sunday calling
The day you hide it, the day you play pure

You live behind a mask of deceit
What you have done, kept a secret
Blood's on your hands, can't come clean
Empty words are your inspiration

I hear the Sunday calling
The day you hide it, the day you play pure
I hear the Sunday calling
The day you hide it, the day you play pure

The yoke will break your back
You'll weep, weep and gnash your teeth
When you find one that's true
You'll weep, weep and gnash your teeth
So seek out your martyr
You'll weep, weep and gnash your teeth
Enjoy your crown of thorns
You'll weep, weep and gnash your teeth

You want to play it, you have fallen
You say you live it, you're mistaken
Don't drink the wine if you fake it
Can't wash away the stains this time

I hear the Sunday calling
The day you hide it, the day you play pure
I hear the Sunday calling
The day you hide it, the day you play pure