Heirloom - Leshen Lyrics

I thought it was said
You can't serve two masters
Yet you call me the bastard son
A bastard child
Loathe anyone opposing your rules
Casting them like they're exiled

I tried to forgive you
When I thought my mind was leaving me
But your false teachings
Left my spirit sleeping
In a four-year fever dream (Fever dream)

Fearing they're watching me
They're listening, they just
They might take me away

I swear I think I'm the only one
Witnessing your great lie unfold
Keep your little scheme
Pay it forward or don't pay at all

Can't believe I wasted my life
On your false teachings
Trading and leveraging
Their way out of an offering

Harvesting souls for the common dollar
With the congregation on shock collars
I was told that iron sharpens iron
But your judgement's been dulling me

Harvesting souls for the common dollar
With the congregation on shock collars
I was told that iron sharpens iron
But your judgement's been dulling me

I swear I think I'm the only one
Witnessing your great lie unfold
Keep your little scheme
Pay it forward or don't pay at all
(Keep your lies, keep your little scheme)
Don't pay at all
(Keep your lies, keep your little scheme)
I'll pay it all

I thought it was said
You can't serve two masters
Yet you call me the bastard son
A bastard child
Loathe anyone opposing your rules
Casting them like they're exiled

Harvesting souls for the common dollar
With the congregation on shock collars
I was told that iron sharpens iron
But your judgement's been dulling me

Harvesting souls for the common dollar
With the congregation on shock collars
I was told that iron sharpens iron
But your judgement's been dulling me