Michael Anthony Trapp - Turn of a Dime Lyrics

Don't call me, your friend
Cause you turned your back on me The only time I needed a hand

Don't act like, you don't know
I can see right through your eyes
Into your lyin' soul

And I don't give a shit
If you can memorize your Bible
But never live out it

We got people in jail,
Cause they were more honest
Than you and your lyin' tail

Let me be clear
You're nothin but a rat
That's been stealin' around here

And it says a lot about you to do
The things you won't do
Sittin from your pew
Too proud to help a Hebrew

You think you're better
Than them you say
Cause you're with a lyin' preacher
On Sunday
You haven't got a clue, no

Cause one day your lies
Will lose their rhyme
And the songs you sing
Will fall out of time
Oh oh On the turn of a dime

And the words you speak
Have turned you blind
And your lyin' soul
The Lord won't find
Oh oh On the turn of a dime

To be crystal I ain't mad
I see through a soul more clearly
And rose above all that

And eleven I see oh oh oh
I see it in the morning
In the evening beside three

Three six nine thirty-three
Like speakin' in a parable
To the others that are free

Rise up now stand free
Claim the world before you
Eatin' from the tree

And the scaled ones are fear
When you crush the snake beneath You
Salvations near

And it says a lot about you to do
The things you won't do
Sittin from your pew
Too proud to help a Hebrew

You think you're better than them You say
Cause you're with a lyin' preacher
On Sunday
You haven't got a clue, no

Cause one day your lies will lose their Rhyme
And the songs you sing
Will fall out of time
Oh oh On the turn of a dime

And the words you speak
Have turned you blind
And your lyin soul
The Lord won't find
Oh oh On the turn of a dime

And it says a lot about you to do
The things you won't do
Sittin from your pew
Too proud to help a Hebrew

You think you're better
Than them you say
Cause you're with a lyin preacher
On Sunday
You haven't got a clue, no

Cause one day your lies
Will lose their rhyme
And the songs you sing
Will fall out of time
Oh oh On the turn of a dime

And the words you speak
Have turned you blind
And your lyin soul
The Lord won't find
Oh oh On the turn of a dime

The turn of a dime

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