Il testo della The rich man

Somehow, i think i'm goin' home
Even though my friends can't reach me
I don't know how i ended up alone
All i know is you can't save me

They only asked us to believe
They only wanted us to follow
I think, i'm old enough to see
I think, i'm going home tomorrow

I believe in
Sinners and hypocrites
Burning in the desert for a rich man
Liars and lunatics
Lead us to the slaughter for our last stand

Killers and maniacs
Dyin' in the desert for a rich man
Sinners and hypocrites
Gather us together for the master plan

I didn't bother with my faith
How will my family recognize it?
Somehow, i think i'm goin' home
But i still can't comprehend it

I know, i don't want to die
But i know dying will not end it

I believe in
Sinners and hypocrites
Burning in the desert for a rich man
Liars and lunatics
Lead us to the slaughter for our last stand

Killers and maniacs
Dying in the desert for a rich man
Sinners and hypocrites
Gather us together for the bastards

I know the truth is all a lie
My skin is cracking on my lips
I don't pretend that i can understand
Why we are doing this

My heart has bled a thousand times
How will i live with what we've done?
The only comfort is the knowledge
That i'm not the only one

Why am i here?
What did i do?
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why?