BAD RELIGION - GOD S LOVE
Striking at mental apparitions
Like a drunk on a vacant street
Silently beset by the hands of time
Indelicate in its fury
An aberrant crack as skeletons yield
To unrelenting gravity
While viruses prowl for helpless victims
Who succumb rapidly
(Tell me!) Tell me; where is the love?
In a careless creation
When thereâs no âaboveâ
Thereâs no justice
Just a cause and a cure
And a bounty of suffering
It seems we all endure
And what Iâm frightened of
Is that they call it âGodâs loveâ
Twisted torment, make-believe
Thereâs a truth and we all submit
âBelieve my eyes,â my brain complies
To all that they interpret
(Tell me!) Tell me; where is the love?
In a careless creation
When thereâs no âaboveâ
Thereâs no justice
Just a cause and a cure
And a bounty of suffering
It seems we all endure
And what Iâm frightened of
Is that they call it âGodâs loveâ
I know thereâs no reason for alarm
But who needs perspective when it comes to pain and harm
We can change our minds; thereâs a better prize
But first youâve got toâ¦
(Tell me!) Tell me; where is the love?
In a careless creation
When thereâs no âaboveâ
Thereâs no justice
Just a cause and a cure
And a bounty of suffering
It seems we all endure
And what Iâm frightened of
Is that they call it âGodâs loveâ
They call it Godâs love
My pain is Godâs love
