Dieu Est Mort Pour Moi

Lyrics
Jesus hates me? church signs save me? I'm a faggot sinner in a westboro baptist world? So where do I go? Where do I go? I'm distinctly southern but that religion's not for me To hell or heaven with me and my soulless friends Heaven sounds boring and if there is a hell, I'm not invited I would never be a part of a club that would have me as a member Who am I to deserve an oblivion of any treatment? I'm not good, I'm not bad, I want to die with a smile and still care Why do the tesla's, the kerouac's, and the tender hearts Feel the choke of god's love? Your god is not enough, I need someone real for compassion and love An empty bed is an empty soul says the fruit of a seedless philosophy I'm fucking tired of screaming in a pillow, what do they see? Life and the existence there after There's got to be a point outside the hate I see in you What about progress is a threat? All the biggest questions can't be answered between the covers of one book
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Credits
- Writers
- Zack Venable
- Thomas LoveJoy
- Charles Hastings