Teacher, Preacher Songtext
von Damiera

I′m just a teacher sending all of my fears and maybe boy
Lasting impressions but my conscience is clear
I live accordingly to rally my poison and destroy
And what's the difference if we′re falling to pieces?

I bet the door is talking
Telling the walls of what I said
Giving the feeling that we're all beyond repair
Spare me opinions you can bet on my words
That I coil back rarely and fashion the truth

Oh I just can't get enough so tell me are we something? (Oh)
Well I think I′ve had enough to know we′ve never been


Can we get it straight?
Get 'em to file down the edge away
Or will it tear us apart?
Oh can we get it straight?
Get ′em to file down the edge away
Or will it tear us apart at the end?
Bet your breath that they've taken the oath

Just like a pager, gonna check until they get enough
So I can endanger and can cut you to the bone
I feel you but they won′t stop
'Til they′re ragged and empty and tired and broke
It's like a heart attack, they gather 'round you hugging the floor
Create a hole, pointing fingers while you gasp and

I just can′t get enough so tell me are we something? (Oh)
Well I think I′ve had enough to know we've never been and never will

Can we get it straight?
Get ′em to file down the edge away
Or will it tear us apart?
Oh can we get it straight?
Get 'em to file down the edge away
Or will it tear us apart?