Autotheology

After the rapture, I’ll take what’s mine
Because the blame for my faults lie in my design
I hope that you know
I hope that you know

I swore that I’d be better this time
But I’m more circle than a line

I’m no deity
But, goddamn, I might as well be
I’ll walk on water, too
And I when I do, I’ll sink him through

I swore that I’d be better this time
But I’m more circle than a line

When God dies, I’ll skip the funeral
When God dies, I’ll
When God dies, I’ll skip the funeral
When God dies, I’ll
When God dies, I’ll skip the funeral
When God dies, I’ll
When God dies, I’ll skip the funeral
When God dies, I’ll