All Of My Prophets lyrics

All of my prophets were singers of sad songs,
So it` no wonder that I`ve been the victim of,
All of my prophets were singers of sad songs,
So it`s no wonder that I`ve been the victim of
A wavering faith
A wavering faith, call me weak if you like
My body gets tired
Of it`s internal driver
Relentless unsatisfied and wired
Look at were you`re coming from
All she`s been through and all you`ve done
Stop beating on the ones you love
I am the Instrument you`ve all Awaited
Humble I`ve been humiliated
I`ve seen things you`ll never see
I know what you want to be
So listen if answers you seek
Turn your eyes inside out
Come to expect all you`ve doubted
Everything`s laid out for you, nothing need be told you
You will know the truth
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