Make Believe

Lyrics

[Intro: Kerney Thomas] If you're tired of the Devil stealing If you're tired of the Devil killing If you're tired of the Devil destroying your life You must order the personal prayer package And you've got to order it right now! [Verse 1: Joe Black] Bought a one-way ticket to Hell I can make my own grave, dig it myself Tombstone check, baby two one two Chivalry ain't dead, I dug you one, too Don't say thanks, It wasn't no trouble I cut your head off with that same old shovel Fed it to my dogs then I tossed your guts, ho All in all, it didn't cost me much We all gotta diе whether you desеrve to I don't want to kill but still I got the urge to You've been blessed, consider it a favor I hear death is a real time saver 'Bout to be buried, it could be worse Your parents ain't worried, I killed them first I'll probably get caught then divorced, of course I will (Fuck) I'm in a corn field talking to a corpse I killed [Chorus] There's just something nice about the way you die (Is that why) I love the way you scream (What does that mean?) If it ain't make believe (Maybe) I know that Heaven isn't made for me I'll probably never make my way to Heaven I'll probably never make my way to Heaven [Post-Chorus] I need to find a way You'd really hope I find a way I daily pray I'll find a way Before I toss it all away [Verse 2: Lee Carver] They say every cloud has a silver lining From the piling of rotten cadavers that I'm climbing I can see it's all just puppetry I pray for doomsday every night, fuck do you want from me? Get comfy and take a seat What disaster ends mankind this week? You've been scaring off people but the last one I hate everyone else and go cop my handgun, it's all good fun 'Til I poke your fuckin' eye out Call a bomb threat into a church from my hideout I'm a night owl in all black huffin' Wite-Out Bitch in my trunk on time out, that's on my mind now I turn every church into a manifesto Steak knives hidden underneath my trench coat It's alright, before I go, I'll try to text God to get right I tried to get into Heaven But didn't get an invite, invite [Pre-Chorus] I'll probably never find a way, I'll probably never find a way I'll probably never find a way, I'll probably never find a way [Chorus] There's just something nice about the way you die (Is that why) I love the way you scream (What does that mean?) If it ain't make believe (Maybe) I know that Heaven isn't made for me I'll probably never make my way to Heaven I'll probably never make my way to Heaven [Post-Chorus] I need to find a way You'd really hope I find a way I daily pray I'll find a way Before I toss it all away (I know I need to find a way to fucking-) [Verse 3: Billy Obey] It's all about they money, cheddar (Ching!) Always chasing after the green, Shredder Is that me? Nope, no, never I'll be covered in guts like I don't know no better When your throat gets severed, what's that? Speak up Every time you try to talk, you leak blood You die disgracefully Heaven ain't made for me, no vacancy A goddamned savage, demand havoc Guess what, I saw Heaven but ran past it Plus I got friends in the fire, they tell me it's fantastic Billy 'bout to go to Hell in a hand basket Live for the moment, die any second The hand of death, it beckons Every time you spin this record You'll never ever find me in Heaven No, you'll never find me in Heaven Oh, you'll never find me in Heaven [Chorus] There's just something nice about the way you die (Is that why) I love the way you scream (What does that mean?) If it ain't make believe (Maybe) I know that Heaven isn't made for me I'll probably never make my way to Heaven I'll probably never make my way to Heaven [Outro] Die, scream, die, scream, die, scream, die, scream