You're the shoulder I'm to cry on
The band-aid I should use
They say as long as I love you god
There's nothing to confuse
When I'm a sinner I am weak
Lest I confess every week
And if I stay a sinner, I will pay the toll
I'll go to hell, without any chance of parol...
I shoudn't get a job
Children are my life...
The man's the head of the house, or so they say
and me his humble wife..
Sunday I should go to church
And praise the Lord o' God
He created me im his sla-erm servant...
and that should never feel odd
Christianity seems more or less
rules you cannot break...
But I am biased, I must confess
Because this to me is all fake
I never was one of these people
But all I've left to say is this:
I respect all people and there beliefs
But thank god Im an Atheist
 
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