You set my mind a-racing
Don’t tell me what to believe
The truth that you’re displacing
How could you be so naïve
With all the time you’re wasting
You’ve got no time to deceive
The dollar sign you’re chasing
You can’t tell me what’s inside your god
Is any more than your psychotic dialogue
Wrapped up in your personal deity
It’s an extension of your childhood fantasy
The proof is in your pudding
The taste is not for me
That mouth you’ve got your foot
It’s an obscenity
Not even worth disputing
Shut down the family tree
That’s more than shit you’re shooting
You can’t tell me what’s inside your god
Is any more than your psychotic dialogue
Wrapped up in your personal deity
It’s an extension of your childhood fantasy
You can’t tell me what’s inside your god
Is any more than your psychotic dialogue
Wrapped up in your personal deity
It’s an extension of your childhood fantasy
You can’t tell me
You can’t tell me
You can’t tell me
What’s inside your god
You can’t tell me
You can’t tell me
You can’t tell me
What’s inside your god
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