Admit It

Go on admit it
It doesn’t matter any more
What you believe
Is not important any more

God will come to save your soul
But he’ll need some DNA too
you’ve been on your knees before
but now you need to stand up too it all

Go on admit it
Those were little lies
what seems warm on the surface
is so cold inside

Your book has lots of stories
of those with virtue have more
But you think you’ll win the day
All you need to do is starve the poor