Letra de Kenny Gibler (Play The Piano Like A Disease)

Fight priest, Fight
Take pictures
And make alright what you have lost
(pictures)
I've pride back to the ground
Fight priest, Fight
Take pictures
Take pictures

You got all you want
But you've got a wreck
Everyone in this whole wide world
Wake up (panic)
Everyone in this whole wide world
Wake up (panic)

Fortune wears a red dress
But her bones smell of death
Fortune wears a red dress
But her bones smell of death

(Panic) They all stare
(Panic) but no one seeks
(Panic) They all claim
(Panic) but no one speaks
(Panic) They all hear
(Panic) what they want
(Panic) Preacher
(Panic) Preacher
(Panic) Preacher
(Panic) Preacher
(Panic) Preacher
(Panic) Preacher

Beware of these sheep
In the costume of wolves
Lies: they come in pairs of two
And we only die twice
But for such a long time

Just because you kiss a lot
Well, that don't mean you're in love
Just because you've begun
That doesn't mean you've won

Well I was a second son
Not born but just once
And all my friends be gray
They fade out

They all close the door
And no one speaks out loud
They fade out
They're fading

Take my heart, Prophet
Take my heart, Prophet
Take my heart, Prophet
Take my heart, Prophet