Union Songtext
von Steven Kattenbraker
Union Songtext
Falling sky look to the ceiling
Watch words that fly and names lose meaning
Watch the door calls on commitment
Swept the floor of foul resentment
It′s living proof feigned moral truth
Dug up reveals its phobic roots
Small-minded ways are no excuse
When fanning hate is your abuse
Windows rusted shut and locked down
Drafts now gust unjust will blow down
Curtains long and wide to hide
Are raised to feel first break of daylight
Semantic games transparent names
Spur private fears for public gains
A vicious fight for moral stakes
By witless fakes and selfish snakes
Where did you misread
Your book that sets your creed
To prevent from those who threaten
Your close-minded view the same
Sanction allowed to you
Falling sky look to the ceiling
Watch words that fly and names lose meaning
Watch the door calls on commitment
Swept the floor of foul resentment
It's living proof feigned moral truth
Dug up reveals its phobic roots
Small-minded ways are no excuse
When fanning hate is the abuse
Where did you misread
Your book that sets your creed
To prevent from those who threaten
Your close-minded view the same
Sanction allowed to you
Watch words that fly and names lose meaning
Watch the door calls on commitment
Swept the floor of foul resentment
It′s living proof feigned moral truth
Dug up reveals its phobic roots
Small-minded ways are no excuse
When fanning hate is your abuse
Windows rusted shut and locked down
Drafts now gust unjust will blow down
Curtains long and wide to hide
Are raised to feel first break of daylight
Semantic games transparent names
Spur private fears for public gains
A vicious fight for moral stakes
By witless fakes and selfish snakes
Where did you misread
Your book that sets your creed
To prevent from those who threaten
Your close-minded view the same
Sanction allowed to you
Falling sky look to the ceiling
Watch words that fly and names lose meaning
Watch the door calls on commitment
Swept the floor of foul resentment
It's living proof feigned moral truth
Dug up reveals its phobic roots
Small-minded ways are no excuse
When fanning hate is the abuse
Where did you misread
Your book that sets your creed
To prevent from those who threaten
Your close-minded view the same
Sanction allowed to you
Writer(s): Steven Glenn Kattenbraker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

