Point The Finger

Program The Dead

Composed by: Program the Dead
I never said I was a prophet 
I never said I could stop it 
I wasn't sent here 
To steal the fear from your heart 

God knows I didn't fall from heaven 
He wouldn't know me 
He wouldn't recognize my face 

Drop your things and start to run with me 
So far away from this explosion 

They say there is a difference 
In this battle between villains 
Killing the youth 
Fight the unborn 
To save the unwilling 
What a thoughtless cause 
No pain could make peace 
Do believe me when I say 
I don't believe 
I don't believe 

I've got this feeling 
That it's all coming down soon 
Along with the ceiling 
I'm bouncing off the walls 

I'm in this one room apartment 
Tearing my eyes out 
No motivation at all 
Nothing to start with 
I don't believe 

Drop your things and start to run with me 
So far away from this explosion 
Drop your things and run away with me 
Making fine out of finally
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