Oh, hell, I want to let it go.
Oh, hell, I hope the priest is a no-show.
Oh, hell, get me out of this,
I want to go home.
Clad in mostly black because it's all I own
Eyes darkened by kohl, skin pale to the bone
Silver chain and spikes hanging around my neck
Demon eyes flashing because I feel like a speck
God, am I glad that I have allies beside me
Because my thoughts are being tangled inside me
The church director's eyes say: "Heathen, how I despise thee!"
Shit, I think that they're going to exorcise me
Now all the parents are looking at me like I'm a satanist
You see, it's days like these that make me want to be an atheist
I start to play with my chains just to avert my eyes
I feel like dropping the act and screaming out all of their lies
You see, I TOLD them that this would end badly
And I can't justify the way everyone is looking at me
You say I am what I am to antagonize
But I tell you that you're the ones in a disguise
Wonder what they'd say about "the gays"
If I told them of the ten million ways
That I disagreed with their philosophy
Look, I have gay friends: you can't blame me
Now everyone's looking at me like I'm a satanist
You see, it's days like these that make me wanna be an atheist
I start to play with my hair just to avert my eyes
I feel like dropping the act and screaming out all of their lies
God, I want to let it go.
God, I hope the priest is a no-show.
God, get me out of this,
I want to go home. |
Submission Name: Walking Into Church
