No Jesus Christ - Seether

Before you hedge those bets you’ve placed against me

Be reticent of fortunes, they foretell

Your verbal defecation I can’t wash away despite myself

Your vanity, it seems has served you well

You’re so quick to choose the path walked by the righteous

So you can go and nest among the weak

The innocent observers will refuse to find the lie within

Renew the disappointment of the meek

You’re no Jesus Christ

You’re no Jesus Christ

Put the gun in my mouth and pull the trigger

I feel so alive here

Put the gun in my mouth that tastes so bitter

I feel so alive here

You’re no Jesus Christ

You’re no Jesus Christ

You keep taking over, I keep rolling over

I can’t take it anymore

You keep taking over, I keep rolling over

I can’t take it anymore

Before you hedge those bets you placed against me

Be reticent of fortunes, they foretell

Your verbal defecation I can’t wash away despite myself

Your vanity, it seems has served you well

You keep taking over, I keep rolling over

I can’t take it anymore

You keep taking over, I keep rolling over

I can’t take it anymore

You keep taking over, I keep rolling over

I can’t take it anymore

You keep taking over, I keep rolling over

I can’t take it anymore