What's the point in knowing
All the knowledge in the world
If no one else around you gives a damn
Who are these people at the door
What ever happened to the voice of common man
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Dreams are made of dreams, reality of tin
Being on the outside means
You're not allowed within
Who are these assassins at the door
And is it really you that they have come for
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Perhaps they are mistaken
Mistakes, they do get made
Underneath those veils
All their sins are on display
Now they're calling, the enemy at the gates
Driven mad with power, driven by their hate
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Stinkybob - Chosen One Lyrics
Stinkybob - Chosen One Lyrics
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What's the point in knowing
All the knowledge in the world
If no one else around you gives a damn
Who are these people at the door
What ever happened to the voice of common man
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Dreams are made of dreams, reality of tin
Being on the outside means
You're not allowed within
Who are these assassins at the door
And is it really you that they have come for
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Perhaps they are mistaken
Mistakes, they do get made
Underneath those veils
All their sins are on display
Now they're calling, the enemy at the gates
Driven mad with power, driven by their hate
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
All the knowledge in the world
If no one else around you gives a damn
Who are these people at the door
What ever happened to the voice of common man
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Dreams are made of dreams, reality of tin
Being on the outside means
You're not allowed within
Who are these assassins at the door
And is it really you that they have come for
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Perhaps they are mistaken
Mistakes, they do get made
Underneath those veils
All their sins are on display
Now they're calling, the enemy at the gates
Driven mad with power, driven by their hate
Rise, chosen one, and walk away
There's nothing more for you to do here today
Writer: Timothy Gilbert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid