Making Zealots

call your cancer call it well the truth my friend we know you’re
scared do you pray and beg for time it’s staring you in the face
goodnight i chose the less than traveled road the rest of the
country must know something yeah there’s nothing quite like the
truth come make us see-ers and believers in you you’re making it
hard for everyone oh it’s the money and the church you’re making
it hard for everyone oh they’re trading old souls in for new
ones you’re making it hard for everyone the fear in your head is
true in time a doctor’s note this is the end of the line and
there’s only two to know through the fields and through the snow
you’re making it hard for everyone oh you bet on boxing he’ll bet
on jesus you’re making it hard for everyone