They say God is powerless
He laughs aloud as we cry in pain
It's just a part of his sick, sick humor
Forcing us to appreciate
CHORUS:
You say that God is dead but you're rippin' me off
You can't infect my mind with your vanity
You say that God is dead but you're rippin' me off
You can't infect my mind with your vanity
You're rippin' me off
They say God doesn't even exist
We made him up just to numb our pain
They can't believe in a loving God
Who doesn't believe in atheists
CHORUS
We take too much
CHORUS
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