Brand New - Jesus
Jesus Christ that’s a pretty face, the kind you’d find on someone that can save. If they don’t put me away, it’ll be a miracle. Do you believe you’re missing out while everything good is happening somewhere else? But with nobody in your bed, the night’s hard to get through. And iiiiiii will diiiiiie, all alone. When iiiii arriiiiive, I won’t know anyone. Well Jesus Christ, I’m alone again, so what did you do those three days you were dead? ‘Cause this problem’s going to last more than the weekend? Well Jesus Christ, I’m not scared to die, I’m a little bit scared of what comes after. Do I get the gold chariot? Do I float through the ceiling? Do iiiiii divide and pull apart? ‘Cause my briiiight is too sliiiight to hold back all my dark. This ship went down in sight of land and at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands? I know you’re coming in the night like a thief, but I’ve had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique. I know you think that I’m someone you can trust, but I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up.
I’m sobbing and I haven’t even finished writing the lyrics. gpoy.