Restrictive Religion
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
That is nothing
But a fixation
From obsession
Of fucking nothing
He won't leave you
You're not see trough, and
Even if you
Feel fucking worthless
In His eyes you
Will be made new, and
It doesn't matter
What you've been trough
In his eyes you
Will be made new, and
In the end, you
Can make it too
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
That is nothing
But a fixation
From obsession
Of fucking nothing
We won't leave you
See right trough you
We won't leave you
See right trough you
Aren't you tired
Of all the fake love
Well, aren't you tired
Of all these fake fucks
Feel what you feel
No more abuse
Feel what you feel
No more abuse
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
That is nothing
But a fixation
From obsession
Of fucking nothing
Aren't you tired
Of feeling worthless
Now, don't you want to
Feel some purpose
Give your life some
Don't hold it back, no
Give your life some
Don't hold it back
Fuck
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
That is nothing
But a fixation
From obsession
Of fucking nothing
He won't leave you
You're not see trough, and
Even if you
Feel fucking worthless
In His eyes you
Will be made new, and
It doesn't matter
What you've been trough
In his eyes you
Will be made new, and
In the end, you
Can make it too
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
That is nothing
But a fixation
From obsession
Of fucking nothing
We won't leave you
See right trough you
We won't leave you
See right trough you
Aren't you tired
Of all the fake love
Well, aren't you tired
Of all these fake fucks
Feel what you feel
No more abuse
Feel what you feel
No more abuse
God is not there
To make you question
Your own self worth
Or if you're faking
That is nothing
But a fixation
From obsession
Of fucking nothing
Aren't you tired
Of feeling worthless
Now, don't you want to
Feel some purpose
Give your life some
Don't hold it back, no
Give your life some
Don't hold it back
Fuck
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Writer(s): Brian Lespier
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