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I don’t want this, I don’t need this

I don’t give a single fuck about your thoughts and prayers

Salvation in destruction

And I am the apostle of pain

There’s more money in tragedy, and more net worth in self pity

So you’re doubling down inside of your screen

Hiding behind attention you seek

There’s nowhere left for you to hide the bodies!

Don’t pray for me, when you’re the one to blame

Don’t think of me, when you go up in flames

Don’t pray for me when you’re the one enslaved

No miracles, just fantasy

So spare me your pity symphony

Wake up and get up off your knees

Handcuffed by Sunday fallacy

Crucify the saint in your soul

An addict for plaudit you get your crucifix!

Don’t pray for me, when you’re the one to blame

Don’t think of me, when you go up in flames

Don’t pray for me when you’re the one enslaved

Don’t wish me well, in your fantasy

Don’t pray for me

You know the dead can’t hear you

The holy well is dry

So when you face the truth

Open your fuckin' eyes!

Preying on the violence

You fabricate a script

Preaching to fill your pockets

But your god is counterfeit

You love to play the victim

Can I get an amen?

Yet you canonize yourself

While you wear this crown of shit!

Don’t pray for me, when you’re the one to blame

Don’t think of me, when you go up in flames

Don’t pray for me when you’re the one enslaved

No miracles, just fantasy

You get what you pray for

You don’t get anything playing the part when it’s insincere

So give up the pain, give up the game

Just give up the holy ghost

You won’t get what you pray for, won’t get what you pray for

Won’t get what you pray for!

Fuck!