Wicked

The wicked will rise and the sober die
And the gun tells us, what to do
All the wicked will rise and the sober die
And It's all coming back to you

The wicked will rise and the sober die
And the gun tells us, what to do
All the wicked will rise and the sober die
And It's all coming back to you
And it's all coming back to you

If he is
All loving but taking away the ones
Who don't deserve to die
Can you
Not see why I think he's just another one
Another man made lie

The wicked will rise and the sober die
And the gun tells us, what to do
All the wicked will rise and the sober die
And It's all coming back to you
Oh It's all coming, all coming, Oh it's all coming back to you
Oh It's all coming, all coming, Oh it's all coming back to you

Give me an answer on kids with cancer
tell me
Is this all part of the plan
Let him come down to see
The world is fucked by believes

Obey a culture of pain and torture
Tell me
Is this the way you want to go for
Let him come down to me
I let him bow down, choke on the sands
And turn my back to him, until the end

Cause he is
All loving but taking away the ones
Who don't deserve to die
Can you
Not see why I think he's just another one
Another man made lie

The wicked will rise and the sober die
And the gun tells us, what to do
All the wicked will rise and the sober die
And It's all coming' back to you

Fuck it

Yeah the wicked will rise
The wicked will rise
The wicked will rise
The wicked will rise
All the wicked will rise
The wicked will rise



Credits
Writer(s): Milan Lucas Junior Borms
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