Razorblades

You know Jesus the magician

Statistician

God bless your superstition

Walked on water

Turned it into wine

Hated faggots

Complained about them all the time

The world is lousy with religion

Of course yours is the true one

Your faith can't make our decisions

Aren't they our decisions

Anyways?

They're only words

They can't draw blood

Is that a dose of Jesus' love

Left 'em bleeding

You were screaming

Razorblades

Razorblades

Your words are so sharp with hate

Left 'em bleeding

You were screaming

Razorblades

Who'd believe us

Without statisticians

Mounting death tolls

God bless your superstition

It there's no atheists

In the trenches

I think that maybe they came to their senses

The world is lousy with religion

Of course yours is a peaceful one

Your faith can't make our decisions

Aren't they our decisions

Anyways?

They're only words

They can't draw blood

Is that a dose of Jesus' love

Left 'em bleeding

You were screaming

Razorblades

Razorblades

Your words are so sharp with hate

Left 'em bleeding

You were screaming

Razorblades