It's Been A Pleasure

Your wrong is right Your faults are none You'd swear 'til the end Your wrong is right Your faults are none Open your eyes, my friend It's the last thing that I wanna hear Your excuses lie cold and dead here Just play your games; just follow suit Around and around, they're haunting you Circling you has been a pleasure of mine And I must admit Your faults don't surprise me one bit They don't surprise me Not one single bit Oh God, bring Your judgement Let's see it What have we done? What have we become? With this sin, I'll put down the caster's stone Bring me back, oh God Wrap me with Your love Your wrong is right Your faults are none You'd swear 'til the end Your wrong is right Your faults are none Open your eyes, hypocrite