Blasphemy

You got hell to pay, but you already sold your soul
It's blasphemy, but the words don't make sense no more
What would your mother say? Your faith has you immured
So don't try an' tell me that you still believe
No, don't preach to me

Ask no questions and you'll get no lies
Turn the cheek and blind the eye
Let it go...
Bend the knee and give away your life
Bite your tongue and close your mind
Never know...

'Cause you got hell to pay, but you already sold your soul
It's blasphemy, but the words don't make sense no more
What would your mother say? Your faith has you immured
So don't try an' tell me that you still believe
No, don't preach to me

You're not blessed, you're cursed
An' it's gettin' worse now

It makes no sense, but it must be right
The blood an' sweat you sacrificed
Was it all... for nothin'
'Cause we've found no sign and we've seen no light
We hear no voice when we pray at night
But we swore... an' now it's too late to turn back

You're not blessed, you're cursed
An' it's gettin' worse now

You got hell to pay, but you already sold your soul
It's blasphemy, but the words don't make sense no more
What would your mother say? Your faith has you immured
So don't try and tell me that you still believe
No, don't preach to me

No, don't preach to me
Don't preach to me (You're not blessed, you're cursed)
No, don't preach to me (An' it's gettin' worse now)
It's blasphemy



Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Scott Sykes, Lee David Malia, Jordan Keith Attwood Fish, Matthew Kean, Matthew Stephen Nicholls
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