Trust in me to take you through this story I gotta sell
And follow me through this dream the creatures never tell
Vilify the righteous souls who reach the higher nights
And smile with the neon heavens, turn into the light
Take solace in the rising shade, it's easy to get burned
The sun is shining hard on man, the questions are returned
Did you like the profit that you earned? Your wallet spills out smooth
We built our Egypt on the land, but never thought that it would move
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your purpose
Now who's to blame
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your home
Now who's to blame
Paint the oceans, sink the ships, and listen to your lies
These fever dreams you self-absorbed, well don't ya think it's nice
Couldn't pause a moment and think it through, the banks were on your back
Now eat your debt, you son-of-a-bitch, and drift into the black
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your purpose
Now who's to blame
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your home
Now who's to blame
Matthew Barham - Who's to Blame Lyrics
Matthew Barham - Who's to Blame Lyrics
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Trust in me to take you through this story I gotta sell
And follow me through this dream the creatures never tell
Vilify the righteous souls who reach the higher nights
And smile with the neon heavens, turn into the light
Take solace in the rising shade, it's easy to get burned
The sun is shining hard on man, the questions are returned
Did you like the profit that you earned? Your wallet spills out smooth
We built our Egypt on the land, but never thought that it would move
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your purpose
Now who's to blame
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your home
Now who's to blame
Paint the oceans, sink the ships, and listen to your lies
These fever dreams you self-absorbed, well don't ya think it's nice
Couldn't pause a moment and think it through, the banks were on your back
Now eat your debt, you son-of-a-bitch, and drift into the black
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your purpose
Now who's to blame
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your home
Now who's to blame
And follow me through this dream the creatures never tell
Vilify the righteous souls who reach the higher nights
And smile with the neon heavens, turn into the light
Take solace in the rising shade, it's easy to get burned
The sun is shining hard on man, the questions are returned
Did you like the profit that you earned? Your wallet spills out smooth
We built our Egypt on the land, but never thought that it would move
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your purpose
Now who's to blame
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your home
Now who's to blame
Paint the oceans, sink the ships, and listen to your lies
These fever dreams you self-absorbed, well don't ya think it's nice
Couldn't pause a moment and think it through, the banks were on your back
Now eat your debt, you son-of-a-bitch, and drift into the black
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your purpose
Now who's to blame
Your God's not all right
You should be ashamed
What proof you need? You killed your home
Now who's to blame
Writer: Matthew Barham
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