Prophet Or Profiteer Testo

But that kind of shit can blow your mind
Hey, you there in the mirror
Don❝t you know His anger
Comes rolling down like thunder
Hey, you there in the mirror
Don❝t you know the sadder
Is oftentimes the wiser
CHORUS
And I should be boxing the devil
But somehow I never seem to locate my gloves
I bail whenever push comes to shove
Oh, and all the wrongs I don❝t right
Just to curb this fucking appetite
The question is clear:
Will I be a prophet or a profiteer?
Now I❝m gazing out my window
Try to translate all the neon light
Into something I can read or write
All of the words blur like mirages
In a desert of electric misery
And it❝ll stop my ( ) eventually
Hey, you there in the mirror
Don❝t you start that fire
With the Almighty ( )
Hey, you there in the mirror
Don❝t you know the answer
Is right around the corner
CHORUS
And the root of all that❝s evil
Grows deeper than this land
Upon which stupidly I stand
Accepting all I❝m fed
All the lies until I❝m dead
Till my ship comes rolling in
Hey, you there in the mirror
Why don❝t you drop that anchor
You❝re mighty close to harbor
Hey, you there in the mirror
Come back to me up yonder
Why don❝t you just surrender
CHORUS