High on the cross, lost at the wheel
Push imperfection, none of what's real
Holy Mother,
love thy neighbor
Burning hell for human nature
God-coded,
a wolf in sheep's clothing Crossed
on a gold chain to cover the motive
It's 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
Mmm,
whoa Mmm,
whoa
Caught in a fight, pushing our pills
Nobody safe, drunk at the wheel
Holy Mother,
tone deaf singer Too far gone to be forgiven
God-coded,
a wolf in sheep's clothing Crossed
on a gold chain to cover the motive
It's 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
Mmm,
whoa Mmm,
whoa
Mmm,
whoa