In the stars God is there
Looking down at what you wear
Judging you, you little slut
Sweet fifteen and so low cut
Looking down at what you wear
Judging you, you little slut
Sweet fifteen and so low cut
Cheeks are turning away from me
My ears are burning, you hate me?
Sweet religion will keep you right
Another innocent person will die tonight...
Does Jesus Christ hate everyone
Except Christians, or am I wrong?
I can't understand what you believe
So ever present, but never seen
Cheeks are turning away from me
My ears are burning, you hate me?
Sweet religion will keep you right
Another innocent person will die tonight...
No more real than aliens or yetis or daemons
So why?
You're so elitist, and what for?
No one on Earth will stay totally pure
Your sweet religion will keep you tight
Another innocent person will die tonight...why?
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