I introduced myself to god, i fear,
And now he's out to get me.
I told him I have nothing left to give,
And he just hit me.
I know it's nothing personal,
His list is never-ending...
But why is it so quiet right when everything is wrong?

My mother thought I was mature enough
To take part in the prayer,
She made me swear to the lord above
(That) I won't betray him later,
Then I consumed his bones and blood
And got myself a savior,
I flossed him from my teeth that night, he watched and shook his head.