Get God's Attention By Being An Atheist

Contextualizing the metal bibliotheque

As if to say, "I am the redeemer"

Where alpaca is the most practical safe word to end an El General song

You translated Eden, Eden, Eden

Tears falling on your French to English dictionary

While I read Gary Indiana's Horse Crazy next to your sex toy

Shaped like a pink banana

We don't wanna be safe, we want experience

We want it louder

It's crushing our ears, we don't give a fvck

We want it louder

Loud enough to destroy the talismans of our depressions

We don't wanna be safe, we want experience

We want it louder

It's good to look in your eyes knowing your eyes aren't the boredom of the soul

Because they high kick me like Sly Stone on the cover of Fresh (Fresh)

We're all winners and everything's cool

We're gonna be okay 'cause we're special

Anyway, I thrive on racing thoughts that would drive other breeders totally mental

We don't wanna be safe, we want experience

We want it louder

It's crushing our ears, we don't give a fvck

We want it louder

Loud enough to destroy the talismans of our depressions

We don't wanna be safe, we want experience

We want it louder

I'm only trying to get God's attention by being an atheist

If we could transcend linear time

Think of what it would do to our inhibitions

We don't wanna be safe, we want experience

We want it louder

It's crushing our ears, we don't give a fvck

We want it louder