Letra de The Stairwell

Good samaritan
Heaven sent to put me in my place
I need deliverance
Show me the error of my ways
You wear it on your face but the colors run
Another trend, another fake over more spilled blood
You wear it on your face but the colors run
Another trend, another fake over more spilled blood
Savior
How can you mend my wounds
From somewhere safe and sound
I still feel empty from your hand me downs
Salvation
I hope you choke on your words
Self-righteous
Spare me your concern
Good samaritan
Heaven sent to put me in my place
I need deliverance
Show me the error of my ways
Self righteous worm
Spare me your concern
Good samaritan
Heaven sent to put me in my place