I’ve been incredibly angered by the lack of progressive thinking espoused by supposed moral leaders the world over, and how fake the most virtuous and successful people actually turn out to be. Sometimes it feels like nothing matters, and that bums me out.
If you take this song too literally, perhaps try to understand what sarcasm and art are…
There’s a saying when the devil ignores you you’ve done wrong
To only gather from the wild will starve you before long
Congratulations, superstitions
Might not let you go
Well whatever comes, I never want to know
Turn the air off, shut the lights
Your senses are too much
Admit defeat don’t admit you’re wrong
You’re only out of touch
Imaginated machinations
Might not let you go
Well whatever comes, I never want to know
We will remove your teeth so you can’t bite or plead
We will remove your hands so you can’t write a thing
We’ll change the evidence to read like a story
What is first and who was last
Can anybody say?
Can anybody say?
Can anybody see?
The only truth you’ll eat is soft
Easier to chew and rot
Congratulations, superstitions
Have not let you go
Well whatever comes, I never want to know
All good Christians worship Satan
Can not let it go
Well whatever comes, I never want to know