My God - Pennywise

People on the street

They want to find a god they’ll never know

Organized religion pulls the blinds

Then they pull the wool

They open up your head

They’re fucking with your mind

Now you can’t see because you’re blind

You try to make amends

But your head’s still spinning round

The church of Jesus Christ

Says it’s time don’t fuck around

You want to go to heaven

You see it isn’t free

Give your money up to me

My God

Is not the one that you wanna see

Your God

Is a mirage, a conspiracy

You pray

For forgivenenss 'cause you’re sinning

Scared to death

So your money you’ll be giving

Holier than thou

With your one-way morality

I think your shallow faith

Isn’t based in reality

You don’t like how we live

We’re sinful and obcene

Why are you judging me?

You’re richer than god

But you’re crying out for more

You’re living like a king

While you steal from the poor

You wanna be forgiven

Get on your knees and pray

Send in your cash and be saved

Better hope you’ve been chosen to be saved

'Cause your empathy only goes so far today

Pay no mind to those in pain

They just want the souls that are willing to pay their way

Your god’s not for me