Bastille

Listen to what i have to fucking say
A broken clock is right twice a day
As the air runs out of my lungs
This is the last time I sing this song

Greed
Heresy
Motherfuckers

Listen to what I have to fucking say
A broken clock is right twice a day
"Mabaarif ana wen bro"

Lies seep through your mouth
No matter what you say
Who's gonna tell them
Help is not on the way
Tell me how you tried so hard
I will not be buried in my own backyard

Lies seep through your fucking mouth
No matter what you say
Who's gonna tell them
Help is not on the way

Where do you draw the line
You filthy fucking fraud
Remember my name
When you meet your fucking god

Greed
Heresy
Who's gonna tell them
That help is not on the way

Lies seep through your fucking mouth
No matter what you say
I stood here and thought that help was on the way
Fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Chady Tannoury, Elie Antoine El Khoury, Joy Ghassan Melhem, Omar Elias El Hajj, Rami Tarek Jawlak, Rami Tarek Jawlakh
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