There's a fly on the wall, in the house on the hill Where the king of the world, watches Tv And the people await, for his latest mandate To a nation of angry believers His words are a trap, while his loyal band of thugs Cover up all his many transgressions The fly, lands on his ear and whispers, "What's there to fear, as long as you're still the obsession? " Is it too late to turn back now? Too late to see the light? Do you make a vow to Heaven and Hell? When you wake up at night, do you ask yourself?
In thе end Did you feed them? How'd you treat thеm? Is it so hard to love? In the end Like you mean it, like you've seen it You get back what you give, in the end
There's a man on the cross with His arms open wide And a fear that they'll quench the world's fires But His name is a shield to the ones who would fear Their own power and greed, and desire
In the end Did you need them? How'd you treat them? Is it so hard to love? In the end Like you mean it, like you've seen it You get back what you give, in the end Is it so hard to love? In the end You get back what you give, in the end
Verse 3] You'll only live once, or maybe you'll live twice Depending on how well you spend it You see, karma's a drag, you come back as a rat Dozen traps, they'll bite your own descendants Is it too late to turn back now? Too late to turn around? You'll get, one chance in this life You can turn around things or you can close your eyes
In the end Did you feed them? How'd you treat them? Is it so hard to love? In the end Like you mean it, like you've seen it You get back what you give, in the end
In the end Did you hear them? Did you feed them? Is it so hard to love? In the end Like you mean it, like you've seen it You get back what you give, in the end You get back what you give in, the end
Oh, in the end Oh, in the end
Compositores: Sheryl Suzanne Crow, Jeffrey Robert Trott ECAD: Obra #37906290