(Intro)
Never judge a book by its cover, you might discover, it’s deeper than that

(Verse 1)
Occasionally I’m tired of the ways which we survive
I’m tired of all the people always telling all they lies
So should we compromise? Another homicide
Makes often coffins realized, but I’m coughing off this real life
Pollution that makes teared eyes, and emphysema numbers rise
Until my grandfather dies, and we all have to act surprised
Like asbestos and years of puffing packs a day, would heal the guy
I need to feel the sky, but have no reason to fly
So I produce a new, a new truth for you
I’m not waiting for heaven, I’m just waiting for you
I’m increasing numbers of my followers like Jesus Christ
You’d have to be a preacher man to have a chance at decent life
I’d probably just need it twice, asking did we read it right
The whole book, I only took a look for a couple nights
Hearing my Miranda rights, fingers crossed in the court
As I’m swearing on the Bible’s life
Can I retort your report, that I’m a bad man, non-believer?
That’s not the same thing, now am I bad boy James Dean
Or a deacon or catholic priest
Touching little Jimmy in the back room bathroom of the church, I’m just setting the scene
Maybe you only see, a need for holy things,
I’m tired of okey-doking, all my open dreams,
To the hopes that ghosts aren’t hopeless beings
Simply cloaked in a hope we accept everything
So they hide in plain sight of the letters I write
I’m lying at most, using venom and spite
The lion is easiest to find when he’s the head of the pride
Too much pride will leave you dead in the night
And they still shoot bombs like the 4th of July
Religious warfare, ain’t ending tonight

(Hook)
Never judge a book by its cover, you might discover, it’s deeper than that (3x)

(Verse 2)
Paused for discretions, I’m blasting new weapons
No offense to Hebrews or Muslims who are viewing this record
I could say you could have a view of my rectum,
I’d be too close to the dude who first used this art form as a weapon
My art of war is deception, ask Sun Tzu, who I’m truly disrespecting
Arrested to get attention, 6th grade I got a detention,
I thought I should mention, I’m a pretty badass, lab rat
So who are you Mr. Ascension?
Rising to the holy soap box, hoax spot
For the sake of the have nots, who halve knots,
Like I’m splitting the yarn in a bad spot
To fray edges on this pad lock
I’m afraid the edge is where I can’t rock
But I can’t stop, until I reach the very top
Thought a fear of heights could be a problem, but it’s not

(Hook)
Never judge a book by its cover, you might discover, it’s deeper than that (3x)

(Verse 3)
Got me reading these pages, had me praying to sages
Had me leaving a lady, thinking you had betrayed me
Let’s go back and see how the score stacks
The stage is too big for the drama we’re playing
If you believe, that’s okay, I’m just saying
Relationship ended when religion played in
Like I’m not a good person, your original sin
Was ever judging me by that book to begin,
With. So you can take your church and your friends list
I’m done, closed book, let’s end this