Dead Artist Syndrome

Reject


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I see the world,
Built high, crowds low,
You look through me,
You turn, "No, I didn't see."

I reject your false religion,
Finally done misjudging me,
You can keep your propaganda, I'll take grace and liberty.

I know it's strange,
I get around, sometimes in pain,
I'm sorry it's hard for you to see,
Sitting here is where God wants me.

I reject your false religion,
Finally done misjudging me,
You can keep your propaganda, I'll take grace and liberty.

I'm not the victory you want the world to see,
You need the miracle far more than me.

I reject your false religion,
Finally done misjudging me,
You can keep your propaganda, I'll take grace and liberty,
You're real fun, but you're meal,
Trying to steal the church from me,
I don't need your plastic Jesus, 'cause the real on set me free.

When I get to Heaven, gonna walk with Jesus,
When I get to Heaven, gonna see his face,
When I get to Heaven, gonna walk with Jesus,
When I get to Heaven, then I'll see his face,
When I get to Heaven, gonna walk with Jesus,
When I get to Heaven, gonna see his face,
When I get to...Heaven, gonna... walk