Theory Of A Deadman - Above This Lyrics






They try to kill the president
They try to put a shiny bullet in his head
He leave a resident
He couldn't pay the bill and wound up dead

I am not above this
Who put these thoughts in my head, in my head?
I could grow to love this
Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?

They want to know where the money went
They'll break a bone for every dime you spent
They'll cut your throat for the hell of it
They're going to cover you in wet cement

I am not above this
Who put these thoughts in my head, in my head?
I could grow to love this
Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?

With lives in his hands
I see why he loves this
He thinks he's a god
Not even God is above this
Now you see why I couldn't love this

I am not above this
Who put these thoughts in my head, in my head?
I am not above this
Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?
I could grow to love this
Who put this gun in my hand, in my hand?





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  1. A.... M....

    I hate the line "not even God is above this". But the rest of this song rocks.

  2. r.... ....

    Is this a cover or originally by them??

  3. Z.... A....

    I have grown to love this (song). I am not above this.

  4. H.... O....

    Hell yeah theory of a deadman!!