Losing My Religion

I’m losing my religion Thank God! I prayed about my decision How odd For the man with the mic To be the man all his life Rock Christ, like Stipe’s did with R.E.M Rev up the RPMs How do I begin to try to paint this sin Of rules? That divide God’s people in two. In the beginning, religion created a mask The reformation helped, but soon the patch didn't last. I don’t tell, you don’t ask So we created a lie And for generations, church was where we went to go hide Or we no longer tried Because a rules read-out relationship is empty inside, Leaves you bitter, dry Swift to cut like a razor Swift to call you a traitor 'Cause you swift to love Taylor Now we got bad blood with our neighbor Who’s wrong, who’s right? Every Sunday we're divided Who’s black, who’s white? Shamone!!