It's Not a Cult, Mom (They're My Friends)
It's not a cult, mom. They're my friends
Beautiful people on whom I depend
Purify your consciousness! The world's gonna end!
It's not a cult, mom. They're my friends
I forego attachments, I forego my will
Release my dirty secrets so there's nothing left to spill
Surrender all my doubts, release my lying fears
Hands no longer tremble
Ego disappears
With the letting of her blood, call in a brand new day
Blissful in submission. Grateful to obey!
Don't make me forget you, Mother. That worldview can surely smother
When the reckoning comes to pass
Think of me when you're running for cover
(You're gonna think of me when you're running for cover.)
It's not a cult, mom. They're my friends
(I trust my allies, do you trust yours? Do you trust yours)
Don't fight me, mom
I won't bend
They saved my soul
& helped me ascend
Without my brilliant fellows, I'm a walking dead end
It's not a cult, mom. They're my friends
This world's such a nasty liar
Clear yourself before the fire (nasty)
No remorse no longer guilty
Scrubbed our brains out they were filthy
Leader Jonah, he's a genius
We find truth in his great penis
Changed our words when truth came clear
Eyes to see and ears to hear
Mouth reports what we hold dear
Eyes to see and ears to hear
Great good path removes all fear
Eyes to see and ears to —
It's not a cult mom, they're my friends!!!
Beautiful people on whom I depend
Purify your consciousness! The world's gonna end!
It's not a cult, mom. They're my friends
I forego attachments, I forego my will
Release my dirty secrets so there's nothing left to spill
Surrender all my doubts, release my lying fears
Hands no longer tremble
Ego disappears
With the letting of her blood, call in a brand new day
Blissful in submission. Grateful to obey!
Don't make me forget you, Mother. That worldview can surely smother
When the reckoning comes to pass
Think of me when you're running for cover
(You're gonna think of me when you're running for cover.)
It's not a cult, mom. They're my friends
(I trust my allies, do you trust yours? Do you trust yours)
Don't fight me, mom
I won't bend
They saved my soul
& helped me ascend
Without my brilliant fellows, I'm a walking dead end
It's not a cult, mom. They're my friends
This world's such a nasty liar
Clear yourself before the fire (nasty)
No remorse no longer guilty
Scrubbed our brains out they were filthy
Leader Jonah, he's a genius
We find truth in his great penis
Changed our words when truth came clear
Eyes to see and ears to hear
Mouth reports what we hold dear
Eyes to see and ears to hear
Great good path removes all fear
Eyes to see and ears to —
It's not a cult mom, they're my friends!!!
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Writer(s): Caila Lipovsky
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