Jesus Christ that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone that could save.
If they don't put me away
It'll be a miracle.
Do you believe you're missing out
And everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through.
And I will die all all alone.
And when I arrive, I won't know anyone.
Well Jesus Christ, I'm alone again.
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Cuz this problem's gonna 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 I divide and fall apart?
Cuz my pride is much too sly to hold back all my dark.
And the ship went down in sight of land.
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?
I know you'll come in the night like a thief
But I've had some time alone 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
So do you think that we could work out a sign
Some know that it's you and that it's over so I won't even try
I know you'll come for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails
Tongue tied in hate factories
Yeah we all got wood and nails
Tongue tied in hate factories
Yeah we all got wood and nails
We sleep inside of this machine
