At The Pulpit

I'm faded
Faded cause I got a better life
Fade until I fuckin die
Faded at the pulpit

Can I tell it how it is at the pulpit?
I'm a new kid
I'm the devil's advocate
Don't fuck with me
Don't shame my ways
Like you were ever perfect
You wanna pray to the Lord
I'm out here worshippin the aux cord
Turn that shit up to eleven, shut the heavenly doors
Shut the fuck up, there ain't nothin much left to pray for
I don't wanna be a priest no more
So I brought a couple bottles
Can I get a couple more?
To me this shit is folklore
But I'm a Satanist so need I say more?

Water and bread, sacrament for your sins
I'll stick with liquor, skinny dippin
And learnin to give good head
Let's take an intermission, I'll be back in a bit
Got a lot to resent, can't forget to forgive
Indoctrinated, little old me
Goody two shoes I was known to be
Always so lonely, even with the homies
It was only in my little mind though

Can I tell it how it is at the pulpit?
I'm a new kid
I'm the devil's advocate
Don't fuck with me
Don't shame my ways
Like you were ever perfect

I don't need your preachin, deacon
I need myself to believe in
I can't take this shit, I'm leavin
Fuckin done with the scripture readin
You got counterfeit blessings
I'm not about to get desperate
Just a bit better than yesterday
Fuck your ten percent cause I'm stayin paid
I ain't a starving artist, I just ate
Even though I got barred from the garden
Cause I walked away and befriended a snake
I can find another cult someday
Religion goin around like the plague
They tryna control the whole game
And they doin it in vain vain
I wasn't meant to be saved
Is there much left to say?
Maybe, maybe
Can I tell it how it is at the pulpit?
I'm a new kid
I'm the devil's advocate
Don't fuck with me
Don't shame my ways
Like you were ever perfect

You ain't you ain't you ain't
You ain't you ain't you ain't
No way no way
No way



Credits
Writer(s): Wallace Overstreet
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