Be Discovered

Verse 1: I wanna see this truth of between you and me How can you afford people to fuck in three Your powers supposedly happen to the weak Because you are an archangel that turned to bleak You are the creator of sins You stab the people who do it if your pins If you are showing signs of even existing Why as people keep on missing You are so immature at certain times All those numbers that you try to warn us is starting to rhyme All these years the destruction on a time schedule Isn’t your target list already full, fool Bridge: you just seem to take control on everything Could appear as yourself instead of hypnotising Why are you so deceptive Maybe religion about you was your elective ha Chorus: You are in hiding from here All you do is cause fear You think what’s right for you Then you go ahead and do what you do You’re out of touch with us What’s next a bomb on a bus You put so much pain we can’t be recovered Who knows if you will ever be discovered Verse 2: Why does your language included certain numbers Are you that precise have you done stumblers We all sit back not noticing it The media is so powerful we wouldn’t know even a bit We are all together on the same boat Some of us drop out cause we can’t stay afloat Half of us are already dead; I guess there will be a lot more bloodshed How could people be born to serve them Do they have black powers and don’t cough Flem Why are some people’s heads so weird If only everything was alright and nothing to be feared? Bridge: you just seem to take control on everything Could appear as yourself instead of hypnotising Why are you so deceptive Maybe religion about you was your elective ha Chorus: You are in hiding from here All you do is cause fear You think what’s right for you Then you go ahead and do what you do You’re out of touch with us What’s next a bomb on a bus You put so much pain we can’t be recovered Who knows if you will ever be discovered Verse 3: You see these hypocrites every day I bet Julia’s involved now that’s a story to weigh They are the people behind our backs If we don’t notice them then you’ll when you hear the click clacks With all events making sense with 11, 22 33 66 Their isn’t going to be a heaven Take a look on the days to come Some would understand not even some We should be warned what’s happening next It will to late twitter heads to send via text Just take a look at 9/11 Which will start you off to what I’m talking about not having a heaven Bridge: you just seem to take control on everything Could appear as yourself instead of hypnotising Why are you so deceptive Maybe religion about you was your elective ha Chorus: You are in hiding from here All you do is cause fear You think what’s right for you Then you go ahead and do what you do You’re out of touch with us What’s next a bomb on a bus You put so much pain we can’t be recovered Who knows if you will ever be discovered