Me and god we dont get along

I dont really wanna know whats good for me
"god's dead" I said "baby thats alright with me".
no ones gonna take my soul away, living like jim morrison
headed towards a fucked up holiday, monitor sqeeze squeeze and im singing
fuck yeah give it to me this is heaven, what I truly want

got that medicine I need, dope, shoot it up straight to the heart please.


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