God is For The Dead

We’re damned.

I live so addicted just to you.
Underneath my damaged skin, it’s true.

I don’t want to hear the same opinion,
I don’t want to heal the same condition.
I don’t want to be like you, like you.
Cause I just want be like me, like me.

God is only for the dead.
God is only in my head.
Is there anyone who cares
to answer our prayers?
God is only for the damned.
God is only in my head.
Is there anyone who cares
to answer our prayers?

My sins are encrypted just like you.
But underneath we’re flesh and bone, it’s true.

I don’t want to hear the same opinion,
I don’t want to heal the same condition.
I don’t want to be like you, like you.
Cause I just want be like me, like me.

God is only for the dead.
God is only in my head.
Is there anyone who cares
to answer our prayers?
God is only for the damned.
God is only in my head.
Is there anyone who cares
to answer our prayers?

Burning red right now, the past is red.
Burning red right now, memories burning red.
Burning red right now, life is flashing red.
Burning red right now.

They say that God is for the dead,
I won’t let up to rest my head.
They say this world is for the damned,
then let it go because we are them.
They say that God is for the youth,
they say that guns could cure the truth.
If God is only for the damned,
I’d never want to live again.