This is a song about "True disciple"

I feel like i’m now detached, i’m satan’s cold disciple,

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Its only game plus none of thats true

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

I can't ever change without you

It's not and you know that it's true

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I ain’t preaching now, i ain’t a sent disciple,

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

You were the friend that kept me true,

That means two, between me and you

Silent momentman, i been missing you

Now i'm a world class act oh it's true,it's true

Doesn't matter if the score is true

Want to let you know i love you