"How hard is it to see
Put your faith in me
I sure wouldn't want to be praying to the wrong piece of wood
You should get where you belong
Everything you know is wrong
Come on, sing along, everybody now"
Put your faith in me
I sure wouldn't want to be praying to the wrong piece of wood
You should get where you belong
Everything you know is wrong
Come on, sing along, everybody now"
It's been a very NIN filled weekend.
Year Zero creates its own world in your head - a world that is something to be dreaded for, a world of metal and guns, of righteous people holding their bibles like hand grenades, of cencorship and discrimination towards everything out of their norm.
And then you realise this is that world.