Bro My God

You are nothing but a false prophet
A sworn enemy from the day we met
Head held up higher than your eyes could see
Your source of greed lacks divinity

For all that is and whatever will be
May you all die in animosity

Doesn't matter what is written, life will pass you by
'Cause a book full of stories means nothing when you die

To believe is naïve
His worlds may deceive
To believe is naïve
Fuck you, I give

Oh-woah
Oh-oh

Take a chance
Don't look back (you want it, got to-)
Take a chance
Don't look back

(Take a chance) Take a chance, don't look back, 'cause time is running out
I'm in a trance with things I lack, but don't have any doubt
(Take a chance) Take a chance, don't look back, 'cause time is running out
I'm in a trance with things I lack, but don't have any doubt

Take a chance

I am not your god, not your friend
He is a fraud, embrace the end
Embrace the end
Embrace the end

You are nothing (you are nothing)
But a false prophet

But daddy, it's just a weiner



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Franco Paiano, Sebastiano Giufeppe Cassisi Nunez, Angelo Aita, Martin Jan Broda, Daniel Michael Paiano
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