People like to live
But they take it away
When they should give
We're selfish
and we're lonesome
But it doesn't mean shit
and it doesn't mean shit
Why take away anything
Why give us a struggle
I want none of it
it doesn't mean shit
Religion falling short
Building up a crusade
That will take the world
Is one of you the devil
Are all of you the devil
But it doesn't mean shit
It won't ever mean shit
Why take away anything
Why give us a struggle
You're really preaching in a bubble
Causing dividing trouble
you don't mean shit
You've made up another god
who has made too many mistakes
He's not supposed to be one of us
But he's written by us
And it doesn't mean shit
But this is all just shit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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