Lyrics

It’s raining rumors
Oh it’s coming down in sheets
I gotta tell it like I see it
Or succumb to the disease

The way I’m sweating
You’d think it’s 100 degrees
I'm trying to find some wisdom
From the masters of deceit

Don’t shoot the messenger
Don’t shoot the messenger
I’m just the messenger
Don’t shoot the messenger


Truth is a god
Most people choose not to obey
Social snipers always seeking
15 minutes of fame

I’m dodging bullets
Everybody’s got a gun for a mouth
And I ain’t gonna find no answer
From the cynics in the crowd

Don’t shoot the messenger
Don’t shoot the messenger
I’m just the messenger
Don’t shoot the messenger

Don't shoot, don't shoot
Don't shoot, no, no, no
Don't shoot, don't shoot
Don't shoot, no, no, no

Don’t shoot the messenger
Don’t shoot the messenger
Don’t shoot the messenger
Don’t shoot the messenger