God Is Green by Deserters
Both our gods are green. I�m just a product of the
whiskey and the weed.
We�re all some kind of fiend and you�re just a product of
the hustle and
the greed. Behind your suit, you�re just another junkie.
Disapproval when
you pass me by, but we�re all looking for the same thing�
what gets us by,
with another day of our wasted lives. It�s the cash and
the clothes. We�ve
indebted our souls. You�ve got bills, but the brands.
I�ve got pills in my
hands. I buy smoke just to breathe. Now, maybe you will
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