Insult to Injury

The bridges are burned, our tongues are tied
But you're still standing tall

I would bet that you would take
Us down were you to fall

You're sitting on top of a minaret
You know it's not hard to see

But you know it hurts you deep inside
But is this the person you want to be?

Na-na, na-na

The temples have turned into dens of thieves
In the fields of green and gold

The voices cry out in the ruins below
With stories that have never been told

Even a viper will shed his skin
But there's no cure for your disease

The winds will shift, the scales will tip
And there's whispering in the trees

Na-na, na-na

I guess you'll never change
No, I guess you'll never change
Though the torches are lit along the pathway through the night
You pray that they won't see you before you make it to the shore
Here they come
Better run and hide!



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Cactus
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