Coach House - Get Religion, Pt. 2 Lyrics

There's something you're not telling me
And I can't trace the
Cord back to the wall
All

The more I bend, I kneel and pray
The more I trip in
To the sword I fall
Ah

Into the sun, into the sun, into the sun
To kiss a crimson sky
Ah

Cain and Abel, Adam and Eve
You're one and all con
Demned to suffer life
All

The only way to get religion (oh, oh)
In this modern age (oh, oh)
Is to get comfortable with (oh, oh)
Preying on your bottled rage (oh, oh)
Too many egos left to (oh, oh)
Bark up their own walls (oh, oh)
Oh what a sacrifice (oh, oh)
To live at such a cost (ooh)

Feel the feeling slowly drain
The statues and the angels mocking you
Oh

Too ashamed to bare your face
Not a lie upturned
That they can't see thru
Ah

The only way to get religion (oh, oh)
In this modern age (oh, oh)
Is to get comfortable with (oh, oh)
Preying on your bottled rage (oh, oh)
Too many egos left to (oh, oh)
Bark up their own walls (oh, oh)
Oh what a sacrifice (oh, oh)
To live at such a cost (ooh)

A solace from a dead world
Twirling about fantasies on our crystal ball
Realities forlorn and euphoric
Sacrifices and conversational persona
And all of its varied egos
Reverberate through our mortal voice box
We are but our very conscience and its actions.
Even if God is not real
I want a rewarding, venerable life
That works toward some sense of
Permanence
Importance
And fulfillment

Get religion