The Divine Infection

You don't need a disclaimer, you're not really famous

So get your fucking chin outta the sky

I will never stop till I'm on top

Create a new diversion

Virgins begging for a hit with original style

I don't need a disclaimer to get into heaven

I know I've made mistakes, I don't need to be saved

Holiness is fucking televised

Fakers profiteering

Pioneer a new "religion" stealing money "for god"

One, two, three, four

Crossed out

Wrists bound

Everybody get down

Come on and get me, come on and get me

Blacked out

Ghost town

Light it up and burn it down

You wanna blame me? You never met me

On your knees

Just a slave to a god of nothing

Try and judge me

(I'll) tie that rope around your neck and kick your throne out

Fuck you

You don't need a disclaimer, you're not really famous

So get your fucking nose out of my life

Unprotected sex confession

Sharing needles at the altar

Father, fucking little kids, makes you holier than thou

Fuck you

One, two, three, four

Crossed out

Wrists bound

Everybody get down

Come on and get me, come on and get me

Blacked out

Ghost town

Light it up and burn it down

You wanna blame me? you never met me

On your knees

Just a slave to a god of nothing

Try and judge me

(I'll) tie that rope around your neck and kick your throne out

Almost every major issue I see that faces opposition in the world today, is a product of religious bigotry or criminal intent in the name of god

Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can and can't do or say?

No thanks, fuck you

It's my life, my body and my love to give

Dear ignorance, i'll see you in hell

There is no cure for the divine infection

Crossed out

Wrists bound

Everybody get down

Come on and get me, come on and get me

Blacked out

Ghost town

Light it up and burn it down

You wanna blame me? you never met me

Fuck you