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You equate me to a murderer Because I smoke some cigarettes I guess we'll all be down in hell While you play harp in winged quartets. Sure, I reach for stars just 'cause they burn my soul's a maze so I can hide I've scrambled "god" with **** and **** Each day my head and heart collide But art's knowing when to break the rules And life is art, so do the math You think I'm just a 'talking corpse' 'Cause I reject your 'purer' path? I'm a mess but that's just fine You live your way I'll live mine But tell me how you can define The One True Way to live? When you look at minor heresies and can't even forgive?
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC
Holier than thou (based on true events)
You equate me to a murderer Because I smoke some cigarettes I guess we'll all be down in hell While you play harp in winged quartets. Sure, I reach for stars just 'cause they burn my soul's a maze so I can hide I've scrambled "god" with **** and **** Each day my head and heart collide But art's knowing when to break the rules And life is art, so do the math You think I'm just a 'talking corpse' 'Cause I reject your 'purer' path? I'm a mess but that's just fine You live your way I'll live mine But tell me how you can define The One True Way to live? When you look at minor heresies and can't even forgive?
Not anti-religion, just anti-religions who dehumanize nonbelievers.
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC
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