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RELIGION: FUCKS A LOT OF PEOPLE UP
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The Spider spins his web, its only mean of survival
some lunatic sees Jesus now we have the Mormon bible
Later day saints cant save a spider with no web
Besides most preachers sermons sound like their learinin mad libs
Just ask Jim, another born again Christian
Used to be a rebel till his girlfriend made him listen
"NO PUSY, UNTILL YOU GET DOWN WITH THE FAITH"
Kid could prey for the rest of his life and still it would be to late
My fate in life is to knock some sense
into the people in white jackets on the wrong side of the fence
In their defense I understand that what you do
originates from brainwash and people molesting you
Ill beat you black and blue with the holy Koran
then speak to you in Hebrew till all confusion is gone
sing a Latin song and help you find your chi
you can rub my stomach if you want and maybe god will see
Maybe he will see me with a sign saying "believe"
and he will smile, step off his fucking cloud and leave
that’s what id do, if I saw what was going on
Id be lonely up there too if the line to hell was that long
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SEE WAR
SEE WAR GO
GO WAR GO
The firing squads abandoned their posts and disbanded
Painting the right picture by an artists who’s left handed
Slanted slopes consume the conscious of the beholder
Loved his wife before the strike, still wishing he would have told her
Desert nights grow colder, clouds block out the sun
Wave your flags at the fireworks, gas masks for everyone!
You attempt to run but stumble over the thought
That running away form problems goes against everything you’ve been taught
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ON THE INSIDE
By trade my mortal enemy as I am just the same
A game with no name just blame, heads down in shame
On the verge of fame your weight tows me down to depths
The parasites attach un till I hollow, nothing left
Your gift, just the beginning of my end
Your lies, and yet my dearest friend
You send me to my madness with familiarity
Im used to the abuse of your jealousy of me
My crucifixion of diction leaves me here split between decisions
This game has me so fucked up ive got suspicion of my own vision
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