Christ Copyright
Don't form thoughts, trust politicians
Forfeit soul, pursue religion
Lose free will to gain protection
Sink the ship with good intention
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See our minds become conditioned
As we swear by these traditions
Lose our hearts and breed division
Oh my God, why can't we wake up?
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They're selling heaven tonight
Sign the dotted line
They got your Christ on copyright
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To think you know who goes to heaven
Is just one big misconception
Like God hates fags and communism
Create fear to feed the system
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They're selling heaven tonight
Sign the dotted line
They got your Christ on copyright
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We are not machines
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If they scream loud
They might muscle the crowd
But we won't bow down
No, we won't bow down
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They're selling heaven tonight
And it's not alright
They got your Christ on copyright