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Evil Geniuses

de Bride

To all my critics the cynics who want me want to go away
What keeps me going why don't I quit?
I'm not a looser like you a reviewer like you
A liar or a hypocrite like you
I'm not a frustrated beaten musician like you
I would rather be a has been than a never was

The public is funny
They love you one minute
In the same breath, they hate you your old news
Then they beg you to play old school
Then they want it back like it was, what to do?
Like before, they get bored
Keep score, your ignored, strike a chord
The cycle is you reward
Then they hate you again
Then they hate you again

They buy God they sell God, I'm numb
Baby Jesus love dolls, everybody wants one
They rob God, create God I'm numb
I dropped the bomb

These are my words, that make you burn
That cleanses your soul that wakes the dead
The same fire you condemn me in
I've been baptized in
Purged in, matured in, not hurt by
Been blessed by, been purified
Just because you don't understand me
Don't mean I ain't justified
Maybe you have a learning disability, I am sanctified

You wouldn't come to me
When you had a problem with me
You took it to the press, like all the rest
To the promoters, my manager
Even my mom, you created a mess
If your life is so redundant
So boring so routine, so bland
Uninspired, that you got to invade mine
Get into my affairs, infiltrate my beliefs
Get out of me, away from me
Stop terrorizing me

They buy God they sell God, I'm numb
Baby Jesus love dolls, everybody wants one
They rob God, create God I'm numb
I dropped the bomb

Watcha you wanna email me
Rail on me, accuse me, cut down on me
I give my heart to you, I'm not your therapist
You say I'm in sin, you judge me
You stone me
I can't help it if you are blind
You act like you own me
I preach the same Christ
The same grace, the blood saves
Abundantly above all that we ask or think, freely
Don't grieve me, pain me with self righteousness
You won't be there to cry with me
You won't be there to bleed with me
You won't be there to rise with me
You won't be there to die with me

They buy God they sell God, I'm numb
Baby Jesus love dolls, everybody wants one
They rob God, create God I'm numb
I dropped the bomb

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