Kristeen Young - No Other God lyrics

I saw your mom the other day She says you're wrong in every way Her little words sick like the flu I see the things they do to you She better cut it out You better cut her out You better cut her off You'll have no other god Before me I saw you with your friends last night Shooting sh** by Bud's early Light You've got so much life inside you They drag you down till you can't move They better cut it out You better cut them out You better cut them off You'll have no other god Before me All you need All you need All you need Is me Is me Is me Lucky you Lucky you Lucky you You found me You found me You found me What'd you do? What'd you see? What'd you feel Before me? (Before me, before me) And my love is so, oh, oh You'll wanna k** Your friends I've seen you labour for your dreams Then, comatose when they're unseen And sometimes God is silent too But God can't fill you like I do He better cut it out You better cut Him out You better cut Him off You'll have no other God Before me You'll have no other God Before me You'll have no other God Before me Thou shalt not worship false idols You want to k** your friends You will not worship false idols