Stitched Up (feat. Christine Olsen)

There's no heaven and there's no hell
Nothing to sell here

Your 'bout as welcome as a hand grenade
'Bout as friendly as a chainsaw
Can't see, that you've been played
Missing pieces in the jigsaw

Are you gonna' say yes
To another excess
Did you get what you need
Or still feeding the greed
The way you stuff your face
Is a fucking disgrace
As you bend on down
To receive your crown

Keep your blessings
Your talk is cheap
And I ain't buying
Fake confessions
Practice what you preach
You keep denying

Your 'bout as welcome as a hand grenade
'Bout as friendly as a chainsaw
Can't see, that you've been played
Missing pieces in the jigsaw

Are you gonna' say yes
To another excess
Did you get what you need
Or still feeding the greed
The way you stuff your face
Is a fucking disgrace
As you bend on down
To receive your crown

Here's where the story ends
Where the story ends
Thanks for wasting our time
Wasting our time
You can"t just make amends
Can"t just make amends
With your pantomime

There's no heaven and there's no hell
Nothing to sell here

I guess maybe
You're just crazy
I guess maybe
You're just lazy

You've been stitched up
Just a heads up
You've been tucked up
And now fucked up

You fucking fat fucks
Your fucking god sucks
You fucking fat fucks
Your fucking god sucks
You fucking fat fucks