I'm conscious of liars that cross my path   The sinners ambitious to rule this land   The gardens are dead and the walls have bled   People betrayed in a secret rage      Turn it off, somebody's asking me   Turn it off, somebody hears   Turn it off, somebody's asking me   Turn it off, somebody show a better way      The system's in distress   We feel the consequence, yeah   Sinners and liars have crossed my path   There's simple disgrace from the souls of man   My sister's in rags and her babe's in pain      Turn it off, somebody's asking me   Turn it off, somebody hears   Turn it off, somebody's asking me   Turn it off, somebody hears   Turn it off      Don't hear the words I'm preaching   If you deny the times of tribulation   Don't read the words I've given   If you believe there's sides to revelations   Life that once was taken brings a million lives to isolation   Brings a million lives to isolation      Turn it off, somebody's asking me   Turn it off, somebody hears   Turn it off, somebody's asking me   Turn it off, somebody hears   Turn it off      I'm conscious of liars that cross my path   The sinners ambitious to rule this land   The gardens are dead and the walls have bled