Thrice "Hoods On Peregrine" |
the blue light spills like oceans whisper then let it in accuse us of our questions like hoods on peregrine knowledge locked in the tower there is no hope looking but if knowledge is power know this is tyranny all were asking for is what's ours you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out the black ink fuels our notions that all the facts are red accuse us of our questions like hoods on peregrine knowledge locked in a tower there is no hope looking but if knowledge is power know this is tyranny all were asking for is what's ours you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out and we keep buying in that between lies and truth is where we bring the death they pretend you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |