Faith and Following

My puerile sense of humor has fucked me once again
Can you look me in the eye and tell me everything's a sin?
I know there's a fine line between faith and following
But if you keep this up, I won't believe a goddamn thing
There's an ulcer in your pride and in your heart a clod
As it's a contradiction for a human to play god, So

Take away your judgment
Let me keep my beliefs 'cuz
I know you're not divine and that you'll never be
I know what's right and wrong
No, my soul I'll never sell
But if I wind up screwing up then I'll see your ass in hell

Label me a heathen or as demon spawn
It's just that your rigidity hasn't kept me hanging on
As pious as you are, it's quite clear that you're corrupt
Sanctimony won't save your soul when it tries to rise up
And I see the pretense hidden in your robes of shame
Despite your fancy clothing, in death's eyes we're all the same, So

Take away your judgment
Let me keep my beliefs 'cuz
I know you're not divine and that you'll never be
I know what's right and wrong
No, my soul I'll never sell
But if I wind up screwing up then I'll see your ass in hell

You think you're better than me
My life's yours to assess
Because of your hypocrisy, my faith's a shaken mess
Go back to the rectory; I won't be crucified
And you're not what you strive to be
A god personified, So

Take away your judgment
Let me keep my beliefs 'cuz
I know you're not divine and that you'll never be
I know what's right and wrong
No, my soul I'll never sell
But if I wind up screwing up then I'll see your ass in hell