machines Lyrics

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

Nothing happens

Nothing happens