Satsang with Moojibaba
Satsang with Moojibaba

Satsang with Moojibaba
If I said I was sorry
Would you forget the things I've done?
I don't know why I even worry
I don't believe in anyone
Satsang with Moojibaba
Cause in my sleep I'm still running
From the demons and the ghosts
That in the night I hear coming
They're coming back for what I stole
Cause I am a killing man
I am, I am a killing man
Satsang with Moojibaba
Some believe in the devil
But who are they to know?
How dare they give a face to evil
When they're the ones loving the show
They don't know that I am
A killing man
I am
Satsang with Moojibaba
I am just another man doing what is said and told.
Just like you, my friend, we all sell our souls.
Please don't make it hard when I come around for you.
It's not personal.
It's just what I do.
Because I am a killing man.
I am.
Yes, I am a killing man.
Now there will be a moment in time
Where I'll find the strength to take a stand.
And I will look into my stone-cold eyes
And I will kill the killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Yes, I will kill this killing man.
Thank you.
Thank you.