**[Verse 1]**
You said the end was aesthetic,
Now you’re selling grace on Reddit.
All the saints got merch deals now,
I’m just scrolling through the fallout.
You built a shrine out of dopamine,
Gold-plated guilt in the in-between.
I hit “agree,” I hit “repeat,”
Now I’m stuck inside your new release.
**[Pre-Chorus]**
Every lie’s got an 808,
Every prayer’s a clickbait take.
And I still hum the sound of it—
Your glitch halo counterfeit.
**[Chorus]**
Welcome to digital heaven (no refunds),
Where the angels run on pre-roll ads.
Where the holy ghost’s just bandwidth,
And every sinner’s got a brand.
You said salvation’s trending,
So I bought my faith on sale.
Welcome to digital heaven (no refunds),
Hope your cloud don’t fail.
**[Verse 2]**
You’re an NFT of empathy,
A JPEG saint with latency.
You say “love” but the mic’s distorting,
Your sermon’s just autoplay mourning.
I saw your halo glitch and fade,
Your rapture’s got a service grade.
The choir’s off-time, the lights all frayed—
Still you dance like it’s all okay.
**[Bridge]**
You said, “stream it till I’m saved,”
But my playlist feels like plague.
Can you hear the static pray?
God’s buffering today.
**[Chorus / Final Drop]**
Welcome to digital heaven (no refunds),
Where they sanctify decay.
Where your greed’s the sweetest melody,
And I’m still hitting play.
Welcome to digital heaven (no refunds),
Every sin’s been monetized.
You said it’s art, I said it’s dying—
And you said “that’s just life.”
**[Outro]**
No refunds, no remorse,
Your god runs ads before the chorus.
No refunds, no remorse—
But I’ll stream it one last time, of course.
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