Nothing More - Christ Copyright Lyrics
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Christ Copyright
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What Are The Lyrics For Christ Copyright By Nothing More?
Don't form thoughts, trust politicians
Forfeit soul, pursue religion Lose free will to gain protection Sink the ship with good intention See our minds become conditioned As we swear by these traditions Lose our hearts and breed division Oh my God why can't we wake up wake up They're selling Heaven tonight oh! Sign on the dotted line oh! They've got your Christ on copyright To think you know who goes to Heaven Is just one big misconception Like God hates fags and communism Create fear to feed the system feed the system Oh! They're selling Heaven tonight oh! Sign on the dotted line oh! They've got your Christ on copyright Oh! They're selling Heaven tonight oh! Sign on the dotted line oh! They've got your Christ on copyright We are not machines If they scream loud They might muscle the crowd But we won't bow down No, we don't bow down Oh! They're selling Heaven tonight But it's not alright Oh! They're selling Heaven tonight oh! Sign on the dotted line oh! They got your Christ on copyright Selling Heaven tonight Sign on the dotted line It's not alright, it's not alright it's copyright |
Who Wrote Christ Copyright By Nothing More?
Daniel Oliver, Jonathan Taylor Hawkins, Mark Anthony Vollelunga, Will Hoffman
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What's The Duration Of The Christ Copyright By Nothing More?The duration of Christ Copyright is 3:18 minutes and seconds. |
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