Pulpit
You think you know the only truth
You shun the evils of this world
While you turn a blind eye to what you do
Don't you know they can see?
Feel what you feel, it's not my place to judge
But stay away from me with your hypocrisy
If I want to know "His" grace
I'll tell you to your face
You don't always have to be right
We are only humans after all
You're not divine, there's no need to pick a fight
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit
You lack perspective and your motives repulse me
I see plain ignorance and negativity
What happened to the love you often preach about?
Did it fly out the window along with your doubt?
You don't always have to be right
We are only humans after all
You're not divine, there's no need to pick a fight
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit
You say I'm going down (woah)
But will you be around? (woah)
You're not God! (woah)
Don't lay your hands on me! (woah)
And when I tell you no (woah)
You just won't go (woah)
You are a parasite (woah)
So leave it at your pulpit!
You don't always have to be right
We are only humans after all
You're not divine, there's no need to pick a fight
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit
Do us a favor, leave it at your pulpit
Writer/s: Glenrose
