Jonathan Davis - What You Believe Lyrics
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What You Believe
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What Are The Lyrics For What You Believe By Jonathan Davis?
What you believe is the religion
And your entire devotion is dedicated to believing And there's no room for God in it And there's no room for God in it And there's no room for God in it They're lying This is the greatest story never told They're trying To keep us from away from the secrets they hold This is disgusting They keep the human race in check and they do what they're told We are realising There are some questions that can't be answered or be sold What you believe is your religion What you receive is what you've given I don't need anyone from above to tell me what to do I'm gonna do what I'm gonna do This is disgusting They keep the human race in check as they do what they're told We are realising There are some questions that can't be answered or be sold What you believe is your religion What you receive is what you're given I don't need anyone from above to tell me what to do I'm gonna do what I'm gonna do What is it that you can't find Gruelling emptiness inside Going What is it that you can't find Gruelling emptiness inside Going What you believe is your religion What you receive is what you've given I don't need anyone from above to tell me what to do I'm gonna do what I'm gonna do |
Who Wrote What You Believe By Jonathan Davis?
Jonathan Davis
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What's The Duration Of The What You Believe By Jonathan Davis?The duration of What You Believe is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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