entertain me
don’t be so lazy
don’t try to play me
or you’ll never come back from me
be my rock-n-roll/superstar
shine bright for me today
the sky is your prison cage
so don’t you try to run away, don't run
void my conscience of all the mess you’ve made
help me Jesus Now to stay away
from my idol rock-n-roll superstar
brake off the hand that bares the many scars
sold your soul to devil
tattooed by the lower level
the power you have won’t last you for long
so break away, from the bondage that sustains you
void my conscience of all the mess you’ve made
help me Jesus now to stay away
from my idol rock-n-roll superstar
brake off the hand that bares the many scars
void my conscience of all the mess you’ve made
help me Jesus Now to stay away
from my idol rock-n-roll superstar
take away the scars
pol-y-isms, have got me scarred
oh God please take these scars away
take them away
you'll see a better me
god i want to be set free
from these polyisms
take them away
Pol-y-ism:
Poly: Multiples of something.
Ism: Suffix A manner of behavior characteristic of person or thing.
erased, miss-placed, now forgotten
no more damnation from within
