I don't trust anyone
Who uses God as an excuse
I don't trust anyone
So fuck you, and anyone who looks like you
I can't shake, shake, shake this sudden feeling you're a fake, fake, fake
You got your savior on the make, make, make
And I can fuckin hear you screaming all the way down
So let's pray...
Prey...
Pray...
The cult is in the culture head
Now I don't want to blame anyone
But now and then you just love abuse
You don't have to blame anyone
So fuck you and you and you and you and you
Witch, witch, witch
Your Generation loves to bitch, bitch, bitch
Just stay offended in your niche, niche niche
Nobody's perfect but you're bringing everyone down