No Shooting Friends, Joseph - Prophets

My word what a world
Eliminated middle ground
Prophets on drugs
Better than heeding words of weirdos

Think about it in a thousand years
Will your eyes see clear
Just plug me in
If second act ever gets here
If second act ever gets here
If second act ever gets here

I think a lot about getting it wrong
Would we know him if he knocked on our front door
I never listen to another's advice
Why would I spend time stroking on your ego

How do you know
Can you fathom what it will look like
Two roads become one

How do you know
Both leading to endless life
Two roads become one

If you're gonna blow out our souls
Will you do so quick and without anger
I never listen to another's advice
But I can make an exception I fear

I think a lot about getting it wrong
Would we know him if he knocked on our front door
I never listen to another's advice
Why would I spend time stroking on your ego

If you're gonna blow out our souls
Will you do so quick and without anger
I never listen to another's advice
But I can make an exception I fear

Written by:
Dallin Cerva

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