The Pathetic Anthem Lyrics

Every performer is a preacher
- we need to make a living
by giving a piece of the pie
look me in the eye - tell me you believing

Every performer is a preacher
yeah we need to be adored
we'd say it's giving and getting love
but there are worms in this old dove

Where there are 2 and 2 together
they start point their hand
we're good - them bad
we're glad - them sad
it's all one - pretending

Some are really good in their preaching
make me forget - all is respect
fake untill you make the perfect mistake
and then hustle until your backbone brakes

Every performer is a preacher
but some I think are for real
solid like brick or steel
the ones that make you feel
you got more love to give

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