Seether - Saviours lyrics
Seether [Shaun Morgan, Tyronne Morris, Dave Cohoe] Pretoria, Gauteng, South Africa 🇿🇦
[Seether - Saviours lyrics]
You think you know what this world is about
But nothing grows in the desert
When you covet the drought
And you believe everything is alright
It's plain to see you're pretending now
With all of your might and
I hope you wither out
Fuck you and your fake adoration
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
You kick and scream when you're being ignored
But no-one heeds aberration when the
Act is a chore
And I believe we have been here before
It's plain to see you were everything
I hated you for and
I hope you wither out
Fuck you, you're a poor imitation
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
I hope you wither out
Fuck you, you're a poor imitation
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
But nothing grows in the desert
When you covet the drought
And you believe everything is alright
It's plain to see you're pretending now
With all of your might and
I hope you wither out
Fuck you and your fake adoration
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
You kick and scream when you're being ignored
But no-one heeds aberration when the
Act is a chore
And I believe we have been here before
It's plain to see you were everything
I hated you for and
I hope you wither out
Fuck you, you're a poor imitation
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
I hope you wither out
Fuck you, you're a poor imitation
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars
Hooray for the saviours
Who prey on the prayers
Then drink up the well
As they give fuel to the fire
Your selfish behaviour
The taste that you savour
You worship yourselves
You're all just bigots and liars