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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