Paper Jesus (Staind)

You take this all for granted. All the things that used to be you. By keeping you distracted Just long enough to bleed you... dry A reason for your anger, It's what I need, it's what I need. To recognize the truth It's what I need, it's what I need. So burn your paper Jesus It's what I need, it's what I need, And all the things you do, It's what I need, it's what I need. Question what they tell you All the lies that they are teaching, And they've made a corporation Out of desperate people's feelings... of fear Somebody chose these words for you. Interpretations of the truth. Somewhere behind your fear they hide. To fill the holes inside.