Martyr

Rusted Root

Hey mister, can you help me sir

I plead . . . Plead for your sympathy

Rains came - pounded us down again

Your horizons they crawled up to my chin.

I started to - drown in your visions

I looked through your windows

As they flew through the air

All I could find was a river in pieces



How long . . . Shall we play the martyr

See your misery.



Rains came pounded us down well again.

Hey mister come down and see

Through your weakness I shed my skin.

Open wide to my spirit.



I looked through your windows

As they flew through the air

I was left swirling in your pool of aggression



How long . . . Shall we play the martyr.

Hey mister come down and see

See your misery.



How long . . . Shall we play the martyr.

Hey mister come down and see

See your misery.