Preach

Conditional love is the bible you throw at me, empty poetry Conditional love you will never let go off me, your control of me Bound to your world, making it spin Praying to something that I don't believe in I don't know the path but whatever I do father, I will no longer follow you Follow you, follow you, follow you into a fire Follow you, follow you, follow you into a lie And you taught me what not to be What not to be No, I'm sorry I don't practice what you, practice what you preach And you taught me what not to be What not to be No, I'm sorry I don't practice what you, practice what you preach (Practice what you, practice what you preach) (Practice what you, practice what you-) Bought ten locks so my backups have backups Stay in my room 'til the sky is all black I can't open my eyes when I know yours are closed And I tip-toe downstairs, fingers crossed You don't know, it's your show I've been playing a part of a puppet that you can't let go Follow you, follow you, follow you into a fire Follow you, follow you, follow you into a lie And you taught me what not to be What not to be No, I'm sorry, I don't practice what you, practice what you preach (Practice what you, practice what you preach) (Practice what you, practice what you-) And if I cross the bridge, I'll burn it Never thought you had to earn it And our planet still spins if you don't turn it I won't follow you, I won't follow you And you taught me what not to be What not to be No, I'm sorry, I don't practice what you, practice what you preach And you taught me what not to be What not to be No, I'm sorry, I don't practice what you, practice what you preach (Practice what you, practice what you preach) (Practice what you, practice what you p-)