Not Gods

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I am a god
My phone is a god
This game is a god
This weed is a god
That body's a god
I worship a lot
Don't worship enough
I think i should put more time into stuff

Time into drugs
Time into her
Time into thots
Time into things
They are not idols there's one true king
Distract me from God
The world is a god
"But God is the God"
Oh no i know
I will go
To church again
Sitting in the pews
Crawling in my skin
Being bored to death
Basking in sin

It's cool I'm in my zone
Lord I am sorry, I'll try to begin
To talk some more
To hug the floor
To show my praise
To open the door
So i try it for a week
And it feels okay
But it's getting in the way
Of the rest of my day
I told God
Hey, it's all fine
It's all up in my mind
Let me just do this real quick
It'll only be a minute
Then you go away for years
Many many many tears
Could have been spared
But you chose the worldly route
Just to find a way out
Now ya filled with woeful doubt
Yo

I am a god
My phone is a god
My money's a god
My clothes are a god
My time is a god
My music's a god
I worship a lot
I worship too much
I can't get enough
I praise and I put all this time into stuff

Neglect the One that put me here
Forget the real God out of fear
Out of shame, am I to blame?
Or maybe every other god today

My savior
My deities
Savor the enemy
Craving the blasphemy
Creating my majesty
My gods are a prison
They impair my vision
Because I'm not looking
For true forgiveness
I can't decide
What do to
I've asked my gods and they let me down
Maybe I'll try to reach the crown
Maybe I'll ask the One True
But until then, there's no good view

This chain is a god
These goddesses gods
These idols are gods
Celebrity? god
CEO? god
I've had enough
These aren't my gods
But I treat them as such!
Why do I put so much time into stuff?
Yo
Why do I put so much time into stuff?

These are just things
These aren't my kings
But they distract me
From what I should see
See what I mean?
I'm not a king
I'm just a peasant
In a world of things
Things that we call god
People we call queens
But it's unfulfilling
Blaspheming
Just another routine
Why are we gods
We aren't enough
No one on earth should
Have this much stuff
No

Girl is a goddess
No one can touch this
She is not flawless
But we are lawless
We're causing
Destruction
I feel like we're falling
There's no where to go
So here i sit sobbing
Crying out why (why?)
Crying out

Where the mind dwells
The heart will follow
Whatever it is
I know you feel hollow
Be honest
Not righteous
Be happy
Not anxious
As long as treason is
Out the equation
Religious anorexia's the
Problem with this nation

Hungry for the next wave
Thirsting for a new game
Starving for a new god
On which you can place all the blame
You're insane
If you think
It's okay
For you to blink
You must see
You must know
You're brainwashed enough
By reality shows
By drugs
By money
By hella hoes
By tattoos from your neck to toe
Clear your mind
And take a toke
Think about you
When you blow the smoke
Think about Him
When you pull again
Exhale once more
And picture your sin

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