God don't promisse us
Life full of joyride
We've look for trouble
Over all our fuckin' time
Suddenly the bell sounds out
Glory in a holy higher
Taste like sin when their
Prays echo us inside
Drugs and priests are the same
Fuckin' thing to all
Drinking the bleed tears
We'll recognize to rise
Bless is a act for weaks
Coffe gonna make us addict
Bring the needed-days weed
We'll smoke the future
Love gonna change ours silly lifes
Sit yourself down with a shine light
Even we confessing two or three times
Boys and the church don't gonna survive
Hate gonna destroy ours black hearts
Forget your chapel and love a little more
Even we pretending help for just ego
Boys and the church don't gonna surrender
Belivers are peoples with no eyes
Smoking a thousand of Cuban cigars
Numbers and codes run completely our lifes
Scary and war are laws for you desires
Imagine if no one beat in your door
Without hope we can't breathe a lot
Get your boots and break the wheels
Take the love and run this world out
Drugs and priests are the same
Fuckin' thing to all
Drinking the bleed tears
We'll recognize to rise
Bless is a act for weaks
Coffe gonna make us addict
Bring the needed-days weed
We'll smoke the future
Love gonna change ours silly lifes
Sit yourself down with a shine light
Even we confessing two or three times
Boys and the church don't gonna survive
Hate gonna destroy ours black hearts
Forget your chapel and love a little more
Even we pretending help for just ego
Boys and the church don't gonna surrender
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