My God.
You say My God is a lie.
You say My God is a myth.
Well, didn't they say that not even My God could sink the Titanic?
Those people paid for there doubt didn't they?
Because My God sank that fkn ship!
I wonder how someone would want attention so bad,
that they wouldn't even repent.
Well I feel that I was sent here to help you see.
Truly heaven sent.
I don't want you to pay for your doubt.
And if you don't change your ways, you surely will.
Because one day My God will take you,
and as you will be on your knees begging;
My God will send your ass straight to hell.
I hate how you think your so much better than My God.
When you and everybody else knows that your not!
Copyright © Taylor Jenkins | Year Posted 2010
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