Myths Lies And Hypocrites by The Infested Lyrics

When I was a kid things were so different
Everyone's a friend, everyone's innocent
I remember singing prayers in school assembly
This almighty god exists, you don't think no different
Fairytale stories drilled in to my skull
Not one word was true, not f*ckin' one
So I ask my self this shit everyday
How can you all let Jesus get in your way?
God won't answer your f*ckin' prayers
Your logical mind tells you this is true
But you were delusioned from such an early age
And your scared about what might not happen to you
You f*ckers keep relying on this f*ckin' faith
But when your times up you won't leave this place
You'll join the rest of us, buried with a spade
A feast for all the bugs in your rotting grave!
God won't answer your prayers
And you can't escape this place
Myths and lies and hypocrites
I'll give your religion a miss
I know its sad for you to believe its the end
But there ain't no reward, so why f*ckin' pretend
You keep on f*ckin' praying and singin' yer hymns
Whilst I enjoy my life committing yer sins
God won't answer your prayers
And you can't escape this place
Myths and lies and hypocrites
I'll give your religion a miss