I Am the Sin versuri

I Am the Sin lyrics by Marble Berry Seeds

The songs you sang at church
When you were trying to get laid
Well if God was one of us
He’d know what a fucked up mess he made

All us kids of Abraham
In masks and pronoun pins
While the cool new liberal pope says love the sinner, not the sin
I am the sin

Death grabs you from the maternity ward
Cold fingers on your throat
Like the democrats in Congress who feel entitled to your vote
Scroll the feed for something funny
But who is funny anymore?
As the fault lines of the economy form fissures on the poor
Peter’s boarding the door

I am the sin
And I am coming for your kids
Drop them off right there, gonna color their hair
And talk about the revolution
Ah!

Cult leaders christen cruise ships with the false hope of a friendly tribe
While theirs take to the airways to blame victims of the filicide
And we just howl like the tiny mutt when she can’t go outside
With the good boys drinking whiskey and rye

I am the sin
And I will liberate your kids
Let’s have bottoms and tops
Cork bottles at cops
Let’s talk about some restitutions
I am the sin
So widen your eyelids
And take a long look, cause this is where your future begins
I am the sin
I am the sin
I am the sin