Underneath this fragile frame Lives a battle between pride and shame But Ive misplaced that sense of fright This crown of thorns is perched atop my spine But listen closely as I testify Dependency has been a thief at night Thief at night, thief at night I read the Bible, but I forgot the verses The liquor store is open later than the church is Pured by their imperfections, everything thats burning To Hell with the confessions, all the Lord Have Mercys Blessed in holy water, listen, oh Holy Father Have you ever smelled flesh that sweats out Monarch vodka? 11 AM in the morning and you cant get it off ya Callin to the preacher but its like the pastor isnt talking Until the store opens I can re-up on that doctrine The people close to me say that Im in need of a doctor Think that I got a problem but these are not apostles This is the drink of the Lord, thats according to my gospel Open to interpretation, if youre judgin I dont want it I got sins that scold like my throat when I hit the bottle And Im sinking and thats why I keep on drinking I need a refill, far more than once every weekend Sweet Jesus, Im getting amnesia Shaking til I get a taste, my faith is having seizures Every time I walk away and try to leave it Every time I walk away and try to leave it
Posted on: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 06:29:51 +0000
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