Letra da Música: White Car - Viva Death

They don't really hear you, so they can't see
What makes you different, what makes you free
Supplication, for the world i missed
When a change of weather takes another friend
The closer i find i'm to god, the more that i know i've done wrong
Can't see for the shining white star
You drive like a motorcar, in all directions
And into heaven, you fly in your shining white car
A capsule in the court of the burmese king
A light streak shining to the bedouin
A momentary freeze and the frightening
Distraction in the source of the burning tree
Original sin originality
God-given reason and the reasoning
The closer i find i'm to god, the more that i know i've done wrong
Can't see for the shining white star
You drive like a motorcar, in all directions
And into heaven, you fly in your shining white car
Big house come down blowout speedball