paroles de chanson Gods Gift - Candlebox

All wrapped up in your coat of words Like you′re the biggest cock in town.
A waste to speak such graceful slurs You're just the biggest bitch around.
We don′t care no.
No, we don't care.
Talk is cheap amongst you thieves
It just the same old song and dance
You're game comes on like blah, blah, blah
I wish you′d never ever ever stood a chance

Oh will you go down in history?
Our generation is voiceless to me
If you′re a god why do you bleed?
God don't get paid to spill blood on the leaves

You aint gods gift to everyone
Your blindness knows no bounds
We don′t need more ignorance
Cause there's enough to go around
We don′t care no.
No, we don't care.
Remember me, yea sure we′ve met
But I can't remember when
It doesn't keep me up at night
And I′d rather die instead

Oh will you go down in history?
Our generation is voiceless to me
If you′re a god why do you bleed?
God don't get paid to spill blood on the leaves!