Todd Aaron - No Love Lyrics

Like glass hearts are broken
Pain inside with no Motrin
Like a noose I see them choking
Hearts are cold like the winter is frozen

I see people killing hearts like flatlines
Leave them dead in the streets like land mines
Anger in their minds
Shoot them up like tech nines
There's no love hating brothers like Epstein
I see murder in their hearts like Columbine
Spreading hate and violence like their name is Palestine
Walking dead in the graves like Frankenstein
People hate their brothers yet they love the dollar sign

Yeah I see a lot of hate
People judging by their race
Mind is in a slave state
Imprisoned like an inmate
No love

No love
All hate
I don't see no love
All hate
Yeah
I don't see no love

I see a lot of people speaking love
But they have no power to forgive and offer hugs
I see no praying for their enemies
They turn around and offer violence to their enemies
I see no loyalty
Slander and dishonestly
Smiling in my face
Turn their backs and then they're stabbing me
Treat me like an enemy
Full of lust and jealousy
Seeking popularity
Secretly they're enemies
Trying to be friends with me
Desire fame and followings
Lacking hearts of sympathy
Empty of humility
They're separated from the King
Hearts full of idolatry
Speaking wicked mockery
Minds full of their harlotry

No love
All hate
I don't see no love
All hate
Yeah
I don't see no love

Yeah I see the false church rising
While the demons keep them blinded
Speak revival but misguided
Seeking unity but they are divided
The devil's in the churches
Blinded by the things they worship
They can't see the truth
Their hands are busy in their purses
Can't leave Egypt or the Persians
Hearts are like the foolish virgins
They're running in the circles
Sin has got em jumping hurdles
They're broken on the surface
Deep inside they're feeling nervous
Their services are worthless
Without love there is no purpose
Worships like the Ringling Circus
While they're burning in the furnace
Like the Jews hated by Germans
They don't see their hearts are murders

Led by greed of pastors sermons full of lust like it's Christmas
They refuse to leave their burdens
Right before the casket closes
Seeking scorcery of merchants
Bitten by satanic serpents
People flowing with the currents
They love the world it's what they worship

Like glass hearts are broken
Pain inside with no Motrin
Like a noose I see them choking
Hearts are cold like the winter in frozen