Clowns Jesus On Acid
There's this obsession you've created. Built inside of me
That feeds off all the fear and arrogance. You sermon daily
Isn't it ironic that the things you pushed away
Fuelled this fascination which controls my life to this day?
The Virgin Mary
Is in the back seat
Freaking out because
I'm gonna OD
I'm trying to keep it cool here
Slow down my heart beat
But Jesus in front ain't helping one single bit
I'd be happy if I never f..cking saw you again
Alright that was a lie
But it's your opinion that I am sickly
That I am broken
But you won't fix me
Because I'm different
You try to hide me
Poison my mind and institutionalise me
I'd be happy if I never f..cking saw you again
Alright that was a lie but do you see that
This is my medication?
And these withdrawals
Have done my head right in
Because you created this obsession born inside of me
And no amount of holy water will wash these sins clean
No amount of prayer confession or G rated defence
Because Jesus on acid stole my in-no-cence
f..ck
It's not the music that's ruined my life. It's that I'll be fixated till the day I f..cking die
And they just always told me that I'm not right
