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All Hail Halo
Born again like a coma
I'm a head that spins in a congregation of sin
Know you can't but you wanna
Raise your hands for all this lost religion
You suffer endlessly while the preacher preaches
Digging his fingers in me
His message molesting me
All along so strong so wrong
But I kind of like it
Bow our heads, forgive me in this moment of silence
If I die before I wake this faith means nothing really at all.
Such a Saturday night lover
And in the early morning
There's a Sunday's forgiveness
Repentance over and over to a safe secure place
Your heavenly disgrace now
Wink your eye to your altar boy's thighs
Is that your choice of toys
Hey father, hail Mary said 1, 2, 3
Bow our heads, forgive me in this moment of silence
If I die before I wake this faith means nothing really at all.
Do we all stand in the right hand of your heavenly father
While the left one creates me to poison everyone
Say it ain't so, but it is
Do we stand up, sit down, kneel for the one true creator
While the preacher has his hand with a boy saying you've been saved
I don't know, but you'd think so
All Hail Halo
This god, this throne
It's all you've known, that's all you know
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It's all you've known, that's all you know
This god, this throne
All Hail Halo
I don't know, but you'd think so
While the preacher has his hand with a boy saying you've been saved
Do we stand up, sit down, kneel for the one true creator
Say it ain't so, but it is
While the left one creates me to poison everyone
Do we all stand in the right hand of your heavenly father
If I die before I wake this faith means nothing really at all.
Bow our heads, forgive me in this moment of silence
Hey father, hail Mary said 1, 2, 3
Is that your choice of toys
Wink your eye to your altar boy's thighs
Your heavenly disgrace now
Repentance over and over to a safe secure place
There's a Sunday's forgiveness
And in the early morning
Such a Saturday night lover
If I die before I wake this faith means nothing really at all.
Bow our heads, forgive me in this moment of silence
But I kind of like it
All along so strong so wrong
His message molesting me
Digging his fingers in me
You suffer endlessly while the preacher preaches
Raise your hands for all this lost religion
Know you can't but you wanna
I'm a head that spins in a congregation of sin
Born again like a coma
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