The Divine Infection lyrics

You don't need a disclaimer

You're not really famous

So get your fucking chin out of the sky

I will never stop 'til I'm on top, create a new diversion

Virgins begging for a hit with original style

I don't need a disclaimer to get into heaven

I know I've made mistakes

I don't need to be saved

Holiness is fucking televised

Fakers profiteering

Pioneer a new "religion", stealing money "for God"

1, 2, 3, 4!

Crossed out, wrists bound

Everybody get down

Come on and get me!

Come on and get me!

Blacked out; Ghost Town

Light it up and burn it down

You wanna blame me?

You never MET me!

On your knees...

Just a slave to a God of NOTHING! (Hey! Hey!)

Try and judge me...

(I'll) tie that rope around your neck and kick your throne out!

Fuck you!

You don't need a disclaimer

You're not really famous

So get your fucking nose out of my life

Unprotected sex confession

Sharing needles at the altar

Father, fucking little kids, makes you holier than thou

Fuck you!

1, 2, 3, 4!

Crossed out, wrists bound

Everybody get down

Come on and get me!

Come on and get me!

Blacked out; Ghost Town

Light it up and burn it down

You wanna blame me?

You never MET me!

On your knees...

Just a slave to a God of NOTHING! (Hey! Hey!)

Try and judge me...

(I'll) tie that rope around your neck and kick your--

Almost every major issue I see that faces opposition in the world today

Is a product of religious bigotry or criminal intent in the name of God

Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can and can't do or say?

No thanks, fuck you

It's my life, my body and my love to give

Dear Ignorance, I'll see you in hell!

(There is no cure for divine infection [x2])

Crossed out, wrists bound

Everybody get down

Come on and get me!

Come on and get me!

Blacked out; Ghost Town

Light it up and burn it down

You wanna blame me?

You never MET me!

FUCK YOU!