Текст песни As an Artist... - Greydon Square

Verse 1
I bet you Glenn Beck's magical underwear
Thats religion exists to take advantage of someone's fears / religion only exists to take advantage of your fears
They still in my ear, like how you dissin
Jesus is the only man i know who can get nailed by men and be loved by radical Christians
In the lab, trying to lyrically get better
While your local churches send me out cease and desist letters
...your pastor warned you about me, the free thinker
The heat seeker, AIMing at several weak preachers
I just want to leave my hand print
They call me repetitive and pedantic
When i'm the only one looking for answers
As a believer, i conceded there were evil and spells
Demons, i was fascinated with the end of the world
Even fascinated by the deepest regions of hell
Imagination can be crippled if you leave it to dwell
Hell they told me they took lies mixed it with Darwin
I used to watch jack van impe and listen to Carmen
Holy cigarette companies act like i'm crook
The first bible i ever had was written like a comic book
Thats no coincidence an easy target in the system
Wondering where the hell his family is cause he missed them
I prayed faithfully
As a soulless social worker showed up to snatched my only older sister away from me
Claiming she was crazy
My group home people stand up
My mother gave birth to me while wearing a pair of handcuffs

(Chorus)
They love my music until they listen to what i'm saying, see
You had my attention until you said your going to pray for me
So i might as well keep provoking and question everything
Exactly how an artist should be