Altar - Sick lyrics

Stop your bullsh** I will never be your friend Stop convincing me Why don't you understand That you are an a**hole without hope That you belong at the end of a rope That your saviour means sh** to me That I won't be a part of your slavery f** your God f** your life f** your church And then your wife Stop complaining About my attitude Stop believing That I am in the mood To take your blabla serious 'Bout some who died on a cross To be totally f**in' positive Be a dull and boring conservative f** your book f** your smile f** your rule f** your luck Think of it - a**hole That I'm sick of it - a**hole