Letras:
Sleeping The Bad Religion

Meaningless emptiness religious discontent strike up those preachy hands while your bodies bathe in sin if i had any kind of faith i wouldn't follow

: She sat on the pavement As I pulled in the drive Wearing leopard skin velvet And shiny black eyes "She looks like a sleeper" Said my wife at the time

: [Chorus:] Them Feel Say Tru Them Go A Church Them Sins Dont Need Forgiving Forgiving Them Really Gone From Bad To Worse With Them Careless Living Living

My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie Throw your hands in the air, if you the true and living Beware, the new world order, the devil's new religion

the staircase, performing a sting It's hard to keep control, I bless those who seek a scroll Trying to reach a whole nation and break the sleeper hold

I put it all back together Mass melted chambers strictly guarded by barretas, uh Cash means 'fo the jewels they get they ass beat Sweat in my sleep

to the outside a melancholy dream a medium upon which you build reality this episodic currency that everybody needs somebodies delivery lulls you to sleep

(late last night) last night you were the end raisin' my spirits my head on the floor turned around fast walkin' back to your door this run of bad luck stuck like sleep

trapped in here The only friend I got is my enemy and he's in the mirror I gotta deal with the tension The shit get's so deep, I dont go to sleep Bullshit