Dusty Bibles Lead to Dirty Lives Songtext
von Wires on Fire

I′ve got a wild, the wildest scheme for you
You could be my father, I could be your son
Your son

We know virgins melt like snow
But I, I know a way back home

Yeah, that's me outside your window
Watching your child at night

She prays for happiness
While I kneel
That′s just the way I feel


Dressed in white on a stage of gold (I, I, I)
Turning the tables as the fable unfolds (I, I, I)
Don't you lie (I, I, I)
Dusty bibles, dirty lives (I, I, I)

Stories of visions, you made us all slaves (I, I, I)
Throwing confetti on stripped down graves (I, I, I)
Buyers beware, for you are for sale, yeah (I, I, I)
Dusty bibles, dirty lives (I, I, I)

You're the cure that killed this nation
You′re the cure that killed this nation
You′re the cure that killed this nation
You're the cure that killed this nation