The Gospel of Prosperity
You see
The signs on the highway
Calling home
To lead you over
Pull you downward
Drown in it now
You'll be (buried alive)
Alive when the find you (born in a hole)
To take you home
To drag you under (buried alive)
Lead you downward (born in a hole)
Under the ground (that no one could ever climb out)
You’ll be (buried alive)
(The eyes of what we can't see)
Embalmed for the funeral (born in a hole)
(Are tearing me up)
Pale and cold
(It's all that I can have)
All dressed up (buried alive)
(To override me)
It makes me sick (born in a hole)
How much did they know? (that no one could ever climb out)
(It’s only my home)
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