machines

A Coke is better than a Pepsi don′t you think I wouldn't even know cause I don′t drink From machines in the factory of spiritual vending I'm tired of spending cash Give me all the time to stop and decide what I believe It's not looking like the kids look up to me Anymore than they look up to the sky Seeing airplanes and wishing they could fly Safe to say I′ll make it about myself I told you, I don′t believe in hell In truth, it's hard to believe in much When he feel so completely removed from us I mean in the way that you told me to think I mean in the way that you told me to drink I mean in the way that you told me to read Holy scripture has a power I forget it all the time Feels like I′m praying for nothing I just want a little bit of peace of mind I know you're not my vending machine I put a quarter in and nothing happens What?! Cops doing heroine Preachers on the block Spending up to millions For sneakers that rot A pick and a scalpel isn′t doing the trick To rewire a brain when all the skulls are too thick Safe to say I'll make it about myself I told you, I don′t believe in hell In truth, it's hard to believe in much When he feel so completely removed Feels like I'm praying for nothing I just want a little bit of peace of mind I know you′re not my vending machine I put a quarter in and nothing happens Feels like I′m praying for nothing I just want a little bit of peace of mind I know you're not my vending machine I put a quarter in and nothing happens What?!