Barbie Believers
It doesnt pay to be miserable
But its better than falsity
I'd rather be real to you
Than plasterize all fake-like and
pretty
And you know we've hit the saddest
point
When churches play charades the
best
Acting like we've got it together
When dressed deep down in a mess
Ha, we screw over even ourselves
Proving that we don't need to rely
Even when our world is crumbling
Calling for help doesn't seem to
comply
So here's to all the fakers
The actors, and the masks
Cause who wouldn't want to accept
Jesus
In a church full of plastics
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