[Verse 1]
Messengers always told me that I had to have a plan
But they're preaching something they don't understand
The little Hitler's of the forgotten love
They'll shoot you right in the face, and watch you spill your blood
And you tell me that I'm the one who needs to have a plan
[Pre-Chorus]
Tie me to the road, and watch my hands bleed
Pin me to a cross, and crucify me
Drag me through the dirt, of guilt and envy
Open up your eyes, and you will see
You're not a savior or a saint
Well, then, who are you to me? (Take a look at yourself)
[Chorus]
I can't help you, you don't stand a chance to make it
If you really wanna help, just look inside the mirror and
Tell me what you see
(Take a look at yourself)
I can't help you, you don't stand a chance to make it
If you really wanna help, just look inside the mirror and
Tell me what you see
[Verse 2]
Mother, why do you believe it will always be okay?
Another wishful dream that you believe
And what we have here, is people selling fear
It's a joke by now, we've become not clear
And you tell me that I'm the one who needs to have a plan
Messengers always told me that I had to have a plan
But they're preaching something they don't understand
The little Hitler's of the forgotten love
They'll shoot you right in the face, and watch you spill your blood
And you tell me that I'm the one who needs to have a plan
[Pre-Chorus]
Tie me to the road, and watch my hands bleed
Pin me to a cross, and crucify me
Drag me through the dirt, of guilt and envy
Open up your eyes, and you will see
You're not a savior or a saint
Well, then, who are you to me? (Take a look at yourself)
[Chorus]
I can't help you, you don't stand a chance to make it
If you really wanna help, just look inside the mirror and
Tell me what you see
(Take a look at yourself)
I can't help you, you don't stand a chance to make it
If you really wanna help, just look inside the mirror and
Tell me what you see
[Verse 2]
Mother, why do you believe it will always be okay?
Another wishful dream that you believe
And what we have here, is people selling fear
It's a joke by now, we've become not clear
And you tell me that I'm the one who needs to have a plan
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