paroles de chanson Parasite - Hunter Kennedy

God, strike me down
Before I become a parasite
Who's keeping who alive
God, strike me down
Before I lose my mind
See my name all up in cheap-ass China-lights
Trying to be more like Christ
God, strike me down
God, strike me down

Yeah,
Be more Christ-like
Name up in cheap-ass China lights
Plastic fuckin' mass shite
Buddha bowls
And Gandhi quotes
And Rasta babies smoking dope
Teenage suicide pacts, yeah
Both middle fingers firmly fingering all the brats
A mediocre suburban mystic
Help me open up
A metaphysical rip
Sayin' 'Who let all the demons out!?'
Who
Who
Who
Satan lives inside of you

God, strike me down
Before I become a parasite
Who's keeping who alive
God, strike me down
Before I lose my mind
See my name all up in cheap-ass China-lights
Trying to be more like Christ
God, strike me down
God, strike me down

I wonder if Joseph ever threw Jesus his own bar mitzvah
I wonder if Buddha came over would he eat all of my shit
And I wonder what he was balancing his weight with
Yeah,
And I wonder if Vishnu's vimana took me to meet Brahma
To review me
My Karma
Style Mahabharata
Dalais Lama
Pajamas
Calling all the yoga mamas
Cancel culture
Take notice
Can't profit out of this
Everybody is pretending to be fuckin' socialist

God, strike me down
Before I become a parasite
Who's keeping who alive
God, strike me down
Before I lose my mind
See my name all up in cheap ass China-lights
Trying to be more like Christ
God, strike me down
God, strike me down