Now if you feel that left behind, need to get up and go to church
But what about repentance? What about the tension?
What about you eating dinner in the devil's kitchen?
But what about repentance? What about committing the same sin
Over and over again and again and again
Why are we here? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Please tell me, what are we here for?
Life, is nothin' but a dream, so peaceful and serene
Unless you're bein' evil then you on the devil's team
Well I receive what you want to believe
But soon you'll have to sew those bad seeds
Please, any man can ask, to get a pass
Or a cleansing of sin to grant another chance
Perhaps another glance of the light at the end of the tunnel
Talk to the coach or break out the huddle
Whatever should you fumble your rebuttal should be subtle
Because he who lives in the upper room is never gullible
As you survey the syllables and sentences
The question that I'm merely tryin' to pose is as simple as me sayin'
Sometimes life can keep you down, with your face all in the dirt
Now if you feel that left behind, need to get up and go to church
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