Dear Beelzebubba

I don't like the lies you're trying to make me believe. You call me a loser Lower my self esteem Well I'm a child of God and I know he loves me All of your lies and I'll be deceived. And I don't like the lies you're trying to make me believe. You call me a loser Lower my self esteem Well I'm a child of God and I know he loves me All of your lies and I'll be deceived. I know that I am a child of the great I Am And I don't care what you think So to hell with you I know that I am a child of the great I Am And I don't care what you think So to hell (hell) with (with) you I'm sick and tired of you listening to my generation Suicidal tendencies all across the nation You still can't destroy and you teach the kids you evil You will pay for them one day And I do hate you I have the to authority to step on you 'cause you're under my feet Were gonna start a war were gonna bring some hate You're gonna get burned 'cause you're gonna get beat I know that I am a child of the great I Am And I don't care what you think So to hell (hell) with (with) you