Some people in this world say the word "God" too much. They use it as a shield, a defense for all of their empty actions and miserable words. "God told me to do this." Most times however, it seems that God is used in the same context that an alcoholic uses alcohol. That a bipolar disorder sufferer uses his or her illness. That anyone with an excuse uses one. Only a fool dares to know the motive of God, and only a bigger fool stamps God's approval on their own message as though they know their will runs alongside his own. Such arrogance only results in demise.
You're so pious with lies
You can't deny your disguise
You caused a riot inside
And now this fire won't die
You have salted my wounds
Take a look if you choose
You're mistaken to think you're
The only human God talks to
I can't wait till you're yesterday's news
I can't wait till you're battered and bruised like me
Clueless to the world, but you're one of us
Drop God's name like you coined the phrase
I'm not playing your self-righteous games, no way
Your facade's torn down and I have had enough
You shield yourself with a word
But I guess you never heard
That when you drag it through dirt
It might as well be a curse
He is not your excuse
And He will not be your ruse
You have to live your life by living
Because hiding just won't do
I can't wait till you're yesterday's news
I can't wait till you're battered and bruised like me
Clueless to the world, but you're one of us
Drop God's name like you coined the phrase
I'm not playing your self-righteous games, no way
Your facade's torn down and I have had enough
There's a whole world outside your doorstep
You can dismiss it if you'd like
Could've sworn your mission involved footsteps
You need to swallow your own pride
It's one thing to worship something
It's another to have trophy-like displays
Sometimes you don't have utter curses
To take somebody else's name in vain
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