"Life's A Mural" lyrics

How can you speak about morals
When your actions are a disgrace?
You're resting on laurels
You can't save face

How can you speak about justice?
It's with an unjust brush that you paint
If life is a mural, it's not for you to taint

I see it scrawled like graffiti on the walls
Bombed-out halls, it's there for all to see
Deceit sprawled on a canvas of flaws
I see it clearly, there for all to see

I watch and learn, I observe
They scorch and burn at every turn
Can't justify envy with a lie
The heat is at your feet
You can't retreat

How can you speak about morals
When your actions are a disgrace?
You're resting on laurels
You can't save face
Save face

How can you speak about justice?
It's with an unjust brush that you paint
If life is a mural, it's not for you to taint

In the grand view, the scheme of it all
They're just pawns, you can't hang with kings
The picture's drawn, I see their downfall
It's sad, really, the way it has to be

Dividing lines
In treacherous times
It's unforgiving
It's the way it has to be

Crash and burn, torch at every turn
Sooner than later, they will learn
Can't justify hatred with a lie
The heat is at your feet
You can't retreat

How can you speak about morals
When your actions are a disgrace?
A disgrace
You're resting on laurels
You can't save face
Save face

How can you speak about justice?
It's with an unjust brush that you paint
That you paint
If life is a mural, it's not for you to taint
With your hate
With your hate
With your hate
With your hate
With your hate