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Catholic Guilt
Catholic Guilt
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Brenton Harris
Brenton Harris
Songwriter
Bryce Novotny
Bryce Novotny
Songwriter

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Entrusted to watch the flock You took advantage of the post Betrayed the youngest ones A real wolf in shepherds clothes Instead of guiding towards the light You used that twisted vile mind To manipulate and take You're scarring them for life. Well is it getting hot, Under that collar? Well is it getting hot? Pray tell me, father? Now that your cover's blown You've been exposed, the awful truth Acts so evil that Your own god wont help you Is it getting hot under collar? Well it's hotter where you're going So settle in, and come to grips With your uncomfortable death The snake hidden among the pews With such a savage toxic bite Size up the prey as you pontificate About the promise of the afterlife Well dear god, I hope there's a heaven So they see your wretched face As the gates slam shut Condemning you A prisoner of your own faith Well is it getting hot Under that collar? Well is it getting hot? Pray tell me, father? Now that your cover's blown You've been exposed, the awful truth Acts so evil that your Own god wont help you Is it getting hot under collar? Well it's hotter where you're going So settle in, and come to grips With your uncomfortable death For no punishment on this green earth Can make up for the harm you've done So I hope you spend your days tremblin' I can't wait to watch you burn No punishment on this green earth Can make up for the harm you've done So I hope you spend your days tremblin' I can't wait to watch you burn Now that your cover's blown You've been exposed the awful truth Acts so evil that your own god won't help you Is it getting hot under collar? Well it's hotter where you're going So settle in and come to grips With your uncomfortable... Now that your cover's blown You've been exposed, the awful truth Acts so evil that your own god won't help you Is it getting hot under collar? Well it's hotter where you're going So settle in, and come to grips With your uncomfortable death
Writer(s): Brenton Lee Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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