Ode To The North American Snake Oil Distributor

Wrong or right don't exist in this light
This world cannot exist with only black and white
How can you judge what you can't understand?
Presented with truth, rejected out of hand

I try to raise my mind to stop the recoil
There will come a day though, smash your fucking halo
And I won't be the one to say what's wrong or right for you
Lead you to the riverside, make you drink until it's dry

Make you drink until it's dry

Threatened by lives outside of your hands
Demanding respect but refuse to give a chance
Grasping at straws trying to bolster your faith
The doubts that you have are so plain upon your face

I try to raise my mind to stop the recoil
There will come a day though, smash your fucking halo
And I won't be the one to say what's wrong or right for you
Lead you to the riverside, make you drink until it's dry

Make you drink until it's dry

I try to raise my mind to stop the recoil
There will come a day though, smash your fucking halo
And I won't be the one to say what's wrong or right for you
Lead you to the riverside, make you drink until it's dry

Make you drink until it's dry