360 - It's All About To End Lyrics
Religion in society's what I'm getting inspired fromMy head is saying write this song, but be prepared, it might be longIt'll take seconds to get the type of clock or kind of watch with a timer onIt doesn't matter; it's still a *****ing timeless songIs there life beyond? Or is science wrong?***** what the Bible wants; I'm knowing what's right and wrongI'm like the God's son went ahead and died for usWe just need to find a cross, the same type the Christ was onAnd I'll get on; so only one life is lostI will sacrifice the lot and only want a kind responseSo don't worship me, go and get a hearse for meDon't write a verse for me, just saying out the words I speakCause personally, I see they burnt Jesus to the third degreeI got the idea, you twist what I say and bring out the worst in mePlus the hearse is the only time you'll dig up dirt on meAnd that's the end so close the mother*****ing curtains, please(Hook)It's all about to end; it's all about to endWe could start it up againBut it's all about to end, all about to end(Verse)Yeah, it's so repetitive; you need to stop the negativesFrom entering our heads again, it enters in, just exit itHow long you gonna be consumed with this pathetic shit?Heaven won't let ‘em in ‘cause of what their sexual preference isI ain't perfect, I ain't saying I'm heaven sentThe first thing they need to change is that *****ing judgmental shitHear what I'm saying and don't be taking offence to thisYou obviously don't see the positivity in these messagesThey've already had like two *****ing testamentsThey needed a third one now; I wonder what the new message isWe believe it's like a presence with no evidenceLooking at the sky with no real knowledge of where our heaven isThey're really more concerned with debt and where their credit livesAnd benefits, you wanna be an angel? Go and get some wings‘Cause humans made up angels, they made up everythingWe made up Christmas, different religions, we made up wedding ringsSo don't censor it, try and make some sense of itJesus knows you's got cash, can you go and spend a bitAnd pay big dollars for your God to go repent your sinsL. Ron Hubbard wants to buy some expensive shitIf Christ is asking you for money, that's offensive, shitI didn't know they had any currency up where heaven isAnd there's a devilish smile on my devil's lipsThe exorcist, taking every kid and giving sense to them(Interlude)Too many wars won, but something that needs goneSimply together, speaking the lie, speak of a better timeOh, there were too many lives lost, but something we needs goneWe're living the lie, always together now, sing together now(Hook)It's all about to end; it's all about to endWe could start it up againBut it's all about to end, all about to end(Verse)I understand if they wanted to go all make believeBut God didn't write the Bible, it is make believeThey going to hell, they caught the gay diseaseTake your ego out, cause everyone of them is the same as meYou need a change some things, change the way your brain perceivesHow other people live their life, whatever person they're made to beI'm seeing everything that Satan's seenAnd that still doesn't come close to when he faces meIt's getting cold so rapidly oh my brain will freezePut your hands together, I don't mean clap, pray for meI see these mother*****ers chasing me, chasing meI'll be waiting at the end patiently, patientlyDig deep to the soul to know a human's worthGod is really a metaphor for the universeWhy hate homosexuals? What? They're too absurd?Why abuse someone's choices when they weren't there to choose them first?This is too superb, which life do you prefer?Lucifer? Why's the sky the limit when the moon was first?When your times up, will you still believe in your faith?Believe what you want, he works in mysterious ways(Interlude)Too many wars won, but something that needs goneSimply together, speaking the lie, speak of a better timeOh, there were too many lives lost, but something we needs goneWe're living the lie, always together now, sing together now(Hook)It's all about to end; it's all about to endWe could start it up againBut it's all about to end, all about to end
