I don’t hafta’ care about the hungry
I don’t hafta’ care about the destruction
I don’t care about peace
I don’t care about libya
I don’t care about police brutality
I don’t care about limbless children
Because Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
I don’t hafta’ care about today vietnam
I don’t hafta’ care about a soldier’s nightmare
I don’t care about dropping napalm
I don’t care about tormented twisted mind
I don’t care about tax dollar bumps
I don’t care about training boys to murder
Because Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heavеn
Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heavеn
Sitting in your high chair at the right hand of God
Standing at the podium
Teaching what’s right in your mind
Because Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
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Coffin Break Lyrics – The Chosen