Isn’t it time you thought about
who has made you?
And isn’t it time you thought about
who could forsake you?
Chorus:
It
it isn’t
it’s not your god,
it’s not your god,
it’s not your god at all.
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Just hook up the tubes
go on and take it,
you’ll fuck it, you’ll break it, `cause
in the end you’ll forsake it.
You don’t even have to fake it.
You’ll fuck it, you’ll break it
in the end you’ll replace it!
(chorus)
Hey messiah, is it true you set us free?
Your faith, your grace, your dogma
sound more like slavery.
Just hook up the tubes
go on and take it
(you’ll fuck it and replace it).
(chorus)
It's not your fucking god!
Outro:
These religion pills make everybody kill (for you).
These religion pills make everybody kill (for you).
Nothing better to do I guess?
And oh my god, what a fucking mess your creation’s made of you!
These religion pills make everybody ill
and
High enough to kill.
High enough to kill.
High enough to kill.