Paper Jesus

You take this all for granted.

All the things that used to be you.

By keeping you distracted

Just long enough to bleed you... dry

A reason for your anger,

It's what I need, it's what I need.

To recognize the truth

It's what I need, it's what I need.

So burn your paper Jesus

It's what I need, it's what I need,

And all the things you do,

It's what I need, it's what I need.

Question what they tell you

All the lies that they are teaching,

And they've made a corporation

Out of desperate people's feelings... of fear

Somebody chose these words for you.

Interpretations of the truth.

Somewhere behind your fear they hide.

To fill the holes inside.