Letras
High on the cross, lost at the wheel
Pushing perfection, none of what's real
Holy mother
Love thy neighbour
Burn in hell for human nature
God-coded, wolf in sheep's clothing
Cross on a gold chain, to cover the motive
God's country, no milk and honey
When all that you worship is power and money
Is God even in the room with us
Would you ever be so cruel if he was
It's God-coded, for all that you're praying
All the damnation, and none of the sacred love
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Oh, oh, oh
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Oh, oh, oh
Caught in a fight, pushing uphill
Nobody's safe, with Trump at the wheel
Holy martyr, tone-deaf sinner
Too far gone to be forgiven
God-coded, wolf in sheep's clothing
Cross on a gold chain, to cover the motive
God's country, no milk and honey
When all that you worship is power and money
Is God even in the room with us
Would you ever be so cruel if he was
It's God-coded, for all that you're praying
All the damnation, and none of the sacred love
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Oh, oh, oh
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Oh, oh, oh
Holy mother
Love thy neighbour
Burn in hell for human nature
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Oh, oh, oh
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm