A brother went and done this and a sister did that
or a friend and a neighbor right down the street
Nice to your face they'll stab you in the back
what are they hiding from you and from me.
What's in their closet deep down in their well
that they don't want us to find or discover
There will be plenty of judge and jury in hell
all hidden sins will burn bright as they suffer.
Pointers of fingers must have broken mirrors
or no mirrors at all to see the sins that they hide
They just can't wait to rush off to listening ears
while racing to hell on the dark horses they ride.
No one is perfect and free from mistakes
for everyone has fallen and everyone dies
Some pay and repent for their evils and hates
as others tell of your sins with loud cries.
What was taken that they should be giving
and broken that they should have repaired
Who's lives are ruined by the way they're living
while headed for hell with their noses in the air.
Pointers of fingers must have broken mirrors
or no mirrors at all to see the sins they hide
They can't wait to rush off to listening ears
while racing to hell on the dark horses they ride.
A brother went and done this and a sister did that
or a friend and a neighbor right down the street
Nice to your face they'll stab you in the back
what are they hiding from you and from me.
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