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Jordan Brasko Gable
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Letras
[Intro]
Mmm-hmm, this
[Verse 1]
Put a bullet in a kid's head, think they got a sickness
If they're not dressed up straight
But what happens in the closet doesn't matter if you profit
From the flag of the USA
You're too fuckin' old, you do as you're told
You base your life off an ancient scroll
Out there burnin' witches, fillin' up the ditches
Tell me can I still be saved?
[Chorus]
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down till judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate
If you stand outside and pass the blame?
Your god is a rope you use to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play, too
[Verse 2]
Hey Bill Lee, It's nice to finally meet (Hey, Bill!)
I hope you find me pretty wearin' a dress in the street
Do you wanna come and see what I hide underneath?
It's a gun, and it's free, you should point it at me (Bang)
'Cause you got secrets, too
And you too Gary, I know you do
So tell us all the truth
Do you think Jesus loves me?
[Chorus]
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down till judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate
If you stand outside and pass the blame?
Your god is a rope you use to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play, too
[Bridge]
Back to the governor, lieutenant
Yes, sir, yes, sir
It's time we burn all the books, censor their looks
And listen to the crooks
Yes, sir
Listen up, the church is givin' head to state
While puttin' countless lives at stake
Diggin' thousands of new graves for children who can't be saved
Bang, bang, kill 'em all
Watch the whole country fall, it's all your fault 'cause there's
[Chorus]
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down till judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate
If you stand outside and pass the blame?
I know you want us fags to burn in flames
Your god is a rope you use to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play, too
Written by: Joey Barba, Jordan Brasko Gable, Timothy Evan Thomas