Point the Finger Songtext
von Program the Dead

I never said I was a prophet
I never said I could stop it
I wasn′t sent here to steal the fear from your heart
God knows I, I didn't fall from heaven
He wouldn′t know me, he wouldn't recognize my face
He wouldn't recognize my face

Drop your things and start to run with me
So far away from this explosion
Drop your things and start to run with me
So far away from this explosion


They say there is a difference
In this battle between villains
Killing the youth by the unborn
To save the unwilling
What a thoughtless cause
No pain can make peace
Do believe me when I say, "I don′t believe"
I don′t believe

Drop your things and start to run with me
So far away from this explosion
Drop your things and start to run with me
So far away from this explosion

I got this feeling that it's all coming down soon
Along with the ceiling, melting off the walls
Up in this one-room apartment, cutting my eyes out
No motivation at all, nothing to start with
I don′t believe

Drop your things and start to run with me
So far away from this explosion
Drop your things and start to run with me
So far away from this explosion

Drop your things and cut away with me
We'll make it fine out of finally
Drop your things and cut away with me
We′ll make it fine out of finally