The Priest Lyrics

It could be the absinthe talking (I don't think so) I don't either I've gotta find a new place A new place to feed Gotta be
Stop everything, something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know it, I've felt this before My evil is thirsting for more I need a new outlet to feed
What can I do? I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Deceiving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with the church
My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest is who children can trust I've found a new outlet to feed
Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections
Something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know it, I've felt this before My evil is thirsting for more I need a new outlet to feed
What can I do? I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Deceiving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with the church
My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest is who children can trust I've found a new outlet to feed
Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections
Oh my God I'm watching TV, I can't Oh what's this world coming to I see a priest molesting children
I see terrorists blowing up buildings I see someone in rage killing dime bag on stage What the fuck is this? What the fuck is this?
I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday school? I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday school? So you can fuck him
Oh no you're not gonna fuck him How 'bout this? I don't fucking know who I can trust in this world And I'm not gonna blow one time I'm not that scared
Something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know it, I've felt this before My evil is thirsting for more I need a new outlet to feed
Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections
Wake up people and look at Mike around you