Gold Kids - Hidden Crimes lyrics

So f**ing down on our luck In the middle of nowhere If a god truely existed His name was unfair All the monuments The countless churches Penitence, sacraments Priests and nuns, prayers and guns Don't mean a f**ing thing to me False hopes And the hidden crimes How many wars are in your name? How many lives were sacrificed? So f**ing down on our life In the middle of nowhere If a god truely existed His name was unfair Please tell J.C I'm going to die below the sea Because I choose to live in sin His words were meaningless to me It's just a shame You're not right next to me To see the cross falling Falling to the ground