You say you cannot believe in anything so minuscule 
& I say I can not subscribe to anything like Jesus Christ. But i admit that secrets may be hidden 'neath the tapestry. But you insist it's simple in your world of saints & enemies. Isn't it great, everyone's god, everyone hates, everyone's open ended fate, everyone loves, everyone fears& everyone's scared. 

Golden cities just exist inside our heads lest we persist, till all our dreams are manifest to materials & then [bad word]  Then we hang like empty pockets as godless space just fills each socket & eyes they swell with tears & years have gone & we're alone.. alone.. alone. Isn't it great, everyone's god, everyone hates, everyone's open ended fate, everyone loves, everyone lies 
& everyone's cries. 

She asked me if there was anyone that I would like to be & I responded, honestly, in 30 years I'd like to still be me, But I probably won't, cause we lose a little every day 'till every things gone."till we all waste away... away... away. Now isn't it great, god is upstairs. I know that he's late but [bad word] down I swear, so you better be good, you better be quiet if you want him to save you, save you 

God's just a leash in society's fist so they can lead you around 'till you no longer exist 
They lock you in the cages of the factories 
They lock you in the cages of the working week 
& they throw you a check & they send you back home 
where you sit with your family or you just sit alone 
& you need more distraction than the color TV 
so you pick up your coat & you grab for your keys 
& you need a release so you go to the bar 
you sit & you drink 'till you don't know who you are 
Then you wake up with guild & you wake up with pain & then it all starts over again & there's a man where you work who recognizes your look he says hey put down the bottle & pick up the book, 'cause you know there's a place that's much better than this & believe me my brother it really exists 
You say if it's [bad word]  well then show me the way 
He says, first, well there's certain steps you must take & it [bad word] to you as you look in his eyes 
the familiar glaze of some chemical high. Still you go to his church, cause you're looking for love but it's just another [bad word]  yeah, it's just another [bad word]  
You've gone from some chemical experimentation 
to some new form of mental [bad word] & you're not a product of divine creation. You're just an accident in the palm of this nation. Because it's all in your mind, it's not good for your health to make believe in a god & then punish yourself. Yeah it's all in your mind, it's not good for your health to make believe in a god & then punish yourself.