Plastic Jesus in Overdrive

"It is only a religion"

There is a lonely plastic Jesus thrown in the dark attic.
I love my plus and minus, I love my injecting pleasing static.
It is all automatic, it is all autocratic, divinely erratic.

Plastic Jesus feels my needs.

Plastic Jesus overdrives my set of beliefs.

I am best when my vagabond heart is dancing on my knees.

Plastic Jesus, save, save me... please.

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