Believe

You believe

'cause she dress

Like she's loose

That she's a mess

Well I believe

 

 

That your logics on the fritz

And you're full of holy shit

Well I believe

I believe

And the ictus on your car

Is not who you really are

Now

I believe

I believe

 

You believe

Cause he's gay

That God won't

B;ess his days

Well I believe

 

That you have no say or vote

In whom God may choose or chose

Well I believe

I believe

That you can not be the judge

'Cause your life is filled with smut

Now

I believe

 

Who are you

Playing judge

Watch out for your turn

You might be burned

 

You believe

Cause she's a mom

With no ring

That she's a slut

Wel I believe

 

That you really can't say shit

Cause you know you're not perfect

Well I believe

I believe

You should shut your fucking mouth

Don't know what your talking 'bout

Now

I believe

I believe

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