We pray to you every night,
Cus you're our god...
We visit your home on Sundays,
Listen to your tears and fears,
We fight wars for you...
We open doors for you...
What do we get in return?
A ton of non answered calls,
An answering machine in heaven...
That's what it's called.
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hello...
this is god...
I'm sorry I can't answer yer call...
Hello...
I'm not here...
Should we even turn to you with our fears?
And hello...
This is god...
I'm of setting up a war...
And the answering machine tells us you're of watchen your people die...
I cry...
I cry...
No tears for you...
No fears for you...
Only an answering machine in heaven...