Tentative - System of A Down

Superstition taking all of us for a ride

Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right

The bombs are falling overhead with no sight

While you are talking all detached,

So tell us Where’re you going?

To the bottom…

Do you hear us?

We are rotting…

We’re going down in a spiral to the ground

No one, no one’s gonna save us now

Ceremonies have killed religions for they provide

The masked comforts to delusionals,

They’re all in fright

The true believer’s head must bathe in sunlight

While you are walking all detached,

So tell us Where you going?

To the bottom…

Do you hear us?

We are rotting…

We’re going down in a spiral to the ground

No one, no one’s gonna save us now

Not even God

No one saved us, no one’s gonna save us Where do you expect us to go

When the bombs fall?

Where do you expect us to go

When the bombs fall?

Where do you expect them to go When the bombs fall?

Where do you expect us to go

When the bombs fall?

Superstition taking all of us for a ride

Mimes overtaken by the signs of the Right

The bombs are falling overhead with no sight

While you are talking all detached, detached,

detached, detached, detached

Going down in a spiral to the ground

No one, no one’s gonna save us now

Not even God

No one saved us, no one saved us,

No one saved us, no one’s gonna save us now

Where do you expect us to go

When the bombs fall?