[Verse 1: Dan Weyandt]
I am not a prophet or a teacher
I am a failure of God
Standing in a circle of my brothers
Their fangs out

[Chorus: Scott Mellinger, Dan Weyandt]
Every thing I had I gave to you
Every time I tried I would lose
Its hard not to shake with a gun in your mouth

[Verse 2: Dan Weyandt]
Every time I try I hear my mother's voice
And see my mothers eyes
But when hers close
I'm scared so will mine
You are no brothers, you are no brothers

[Chorus: Scott Mellinger, Dan Weyandt]
Every thing I had I gave to you
Every time I tried I would lose
Its hard not to shake with a gun in your mouth

[Post-Chorus: Dan Weyandt]
Filing out of the church of Cain
Like a thousand foot pious snake
Hiding its sins deep in its stomach
Digesting them one at a time
[Bridge: Dan Weyandt]
And your voice is a sounding trumpet
Announcing the mountains that you've moved, that you've moved
And your voice is a sounding trumpet
Announcing
Announcing the mountains that you've moved, that you've moved
But love is the farthest thing from you, thing from you
But love is the farthest thing from you, from you

[Chorus: Scott Mellinger, Dan Weyandt]
Every thing I had I gave to you
Every time I tried I would lose
Its hard not to shake with a gun in your mouth