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God Hates Me (People These Days)

God Hates Me

I heard of a man who got hit by a train
He sat on the track and waited for pain
He cried God can’t hurt me!
He didn’t understand
That the train was pushed by God’s vengeful hand.

People these days

I heard of a girl who sat in the rain
Crying her heart out, praying for pain
She cried God can’t help me!
She didn’t know
That Gods gonna make it rain wherever she goes

People these days

He was a family man who made no mistakes
Until he took all he could feasibly take
A man of sorrow who ignored the gospels
And scribbles in the sand with his own hand
People these days

I sat in the park and smiled in vain
I knew someone up there was plotting my pain
I said Just come and get me
I’m not a great believer in fate, me
I just know God happens to hate me.

People these days
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