LYRICS! False prophets lead the way With smiles on their faces Not worthy of our praise When humans become our gods
Feeding on our faith Our spirit fades away We'll never ease the pain When humans become our gods
We beg on our knees For someone to save us We bow before our kings But they are just like us
Lonely and lost, heavily brainwashed They might even really want to save us But they are not gods living among us
They all ride in on a white horse to save us They teach helplessness then prey on empty souls Lonely and lost, heavily brainwashed They might even really want to save us But they are not gods living among us
Blinded by our bruises and scars Our eyes deceived by bleeding hearts When humans become our gods
ABOUT OUR LAST NIGHT! Our Last Night is an American rock band made up of Trevor Wentworth on vocals, Matt Wentworth on guitar/vocals, Alex Woodrow on bass, and Tim Molloy on drums. We release both original music and cover songs by combining melodic and heavy instrumentals with vocals inspired by rock and pop. For daily content, check out our social media accounts above!