Jesus Crack
You lied to me
You motherfuckers lied to me
You never said goodbye
Just fucked me with no vaseline
Happily you set up my own grave
Kissed me on the fucking cheek and laid me down to join your fleet
Fanatical academy of self inflicted killing sprees
Heavenbound to fuck you in your wedding gown
Baptist night, now fucking drown
Suicide on every corner, caused by demon mood disorder
Tell me trauma, tell me sins
Let me in your darkest corner
Feel the babies down your chin
Fucking go insane
Eat the flesh, pray for rain
Better open up your brain
'Cuz without us, you're in pain
No escape, holy rape
Hold my scepter and my cape
I'll crush you in my shape 'til there's nothing left to take
I will burn you at the stake
Gulf of fire burning higher
But Jesus Crack will keep me wired
Worship sessions, fucking lessons
Blow my brains out on the steps in front the kids
To show them who their Yahweh is
Redwood culture fucking holds her
Mighty grip is getting colder
Nothing's gonna top it when you're causing all my profit
(You're my favorite little prophet)
Sugar on your lips
Salt in your mouth
Throw your cares away
Cast off your doubts
Nevermind that blade
Open up your blouse
Jesus Crack all day
His balls in your mouth
You motherfuckers lied to me
You never said goodbye
Just fucked me with no vaseline
Happily you set up my own grave
Kissed me on the fucking cheek and laid me down to join your fleet
Fanatical academy of self inflicted killing sprees
Heavenbound to fuck you in your wedding gown
Baptist night, now fucking drown
Suicide on every corner, caused by demon mood disorder
Tell me trauma, tell me sins
Let me in your darkest corner
Feel the babies down your chin
Fucking go insane
Eat the flesh, pray for rain
Better open up your brain
'Cuz without us, you're in pain
No escape, holy rape
Hold my scepter and my cape
I'll crush you in my shape 'til there's nothing left to take
I will burn you at the stake
Gulf of fire burning higher
But Jesus Crack will keep me wired
Worship sessions, fucking lessons
Blow my brains out on the steps in front the kids
To show them who their Yahweh is
Redwood culture fucking holds her
Mighty grip is getting colder
Nothing's gonna top it when you're causing all my profit
(You're my favorite little prophet)
Sugar on your lips
Salt in your mouth
Throw your cares away
Cast off your doubts
Nevermind that blade
Open up your blouse
Jesus Crack all day
His balls in your mouth
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Writer(s): Samara Escobar
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