Cultofciaran - False Prophet

You're a stain on my shirt that I
Just don't have the resolve to replace
Disregard the things I've heard cause
You're never quite as vile to my face

Don't believe it
When I give in and take you home
You're deceiving
You ask me if I'm sorry for
Why I'm leaving
Then tell me things that make me choke
On my words, your disguise
Makes me fall every time

Could you be the one Father, Ghost, and Son
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight
I'll be on my knees
Pray my soul to keep
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight

Think you called it heresy when I
Told you what I'd heard to your face
Your lack of integrity gaslights
My inhibitions about the way I am

Took my faith for granted
You never wondered why it never lasted
You'll never know why I was disenchanted
And disaffected by the creed of a bold faced lie
False prophet

Could you be the one? Father, Ghost, and Son.
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight
I'll be on my knees
Pray my soul to keep
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight
Tell me of tales of divine
Intervention that I
Only want for tonight
Spare me of ways you can try
Circumvent all the lies
Won't atone for your crimes

But could you be the one? Father, Ghost, and Son
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight
I'll be on my knees
Pray my soul to keep
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight

False Prophet

Could you be the one? Father, Ghost, and Son
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight
I'll be on my knees
Pray my soul to keep
I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight

I'll believe the lies you tell me tonight

Written by:
Ciarán Sheridan

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