Make Me a Sandwich

Duration

3:34

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

Your roots lay on stone One gust and your thrown Your home is on sand Is this what you had planned? I can hear the voices screaming out to you No hope The weak are honored and your kings will fade Am I sinner for trying to live my life There's no reason to apologize or feel contrite and I said thats enough with the third degree I'm a rich man and thats all that I really need It seems you figured out What life's about I hear the voices screaming out to you No hope Your faith will be tried and be tested, too If you falter in loyalty thats up to you but I tell you this that the day will come as the day dost dim To live a free life, is to wholy give it up to him God does not tempt but our desires entice us.