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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mandi Sagal
Background Vocals
Caleb Gilbreath
Drums
Tim Denbo
Bass
Alex Wright
Keyboards
Brad Sample
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mandi Sagal
Songwriter
Gianna Salvato
Songwriter
Hallie Hertrick
Songwriter
Caleb Gilbreath
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Caleb Gilbreath
Producer
Bobby Holland
Mixing Engineer
Frank Gagliardi
Mastering Engineer
Battery Life Studios
Recording Engineer
Letra
I see your bible's open
But your mind is closed
You're a sinner just like me
So why are you casting stones?
When it looks a little different
You think you know what love isn't
So my prayer for you
Is that you could see right through
All this holy smoke that you're blowing
You say my friends can't get to heaven then
Hell I'm not going
The word of God ain't a gun
You can point at everyone
Your hate is showing
Through all this holy smoke that you're blowing
No there ain't nothing wrong
With loving who you love
We're all cut from the same cloth
So who are you to judge?
Just cause you don't understand it
Don't mean you should reprimand it
What Jesus would do
Is what I'd like to see from you
Not all this holy smoke that you're blowing
You say my friends can't get to heaven then
Hell I'm not going
The word of God ain't a gun
You can point at everyone
Your hate is showing
Through all this holy smoke that you're blowing
All this holy smoke, holy smoke
Yeah we're all choking
On your holy smoke, holy smoke
All this holy smoke that you're blowing
You say my friends can't get to heaven then
Hell I'm not going
The word of God ain't a gun
You can point at everyone
Your hate is showing
Through all this holy smoke that you're blowing
Through all this holy smoke that you're blowing
Writer(s): Mandi Sagal
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