Maybeshewill
Co-Conspirators
Well, you know, so much of the time we're just lostWe say, "Please, God, tell us what is right, tell us what is true"I mean, there is no justiceThe rich win, the poor are powerlessWe become tired of hearing people lieAnd after a time we become dead, a little deadWe think of ourselves as victims, and we become victimsWe become, we becomeWe become weak, we doubt ourselves, we doubt our beliefs, and we doubt the lawBut today you are the law
From Letras Mania