Jesus Is Dead Bleachers
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[Verse 1]
Each night, I pray that I'll meet God
Under the worry of my thoughts
Uh-huh
Nothing better than to be
All Phantom Thread with somebody
So nice
A kid I used to babysit
Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah
[Chorus]
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
[Verse 2]
I saw exactly what I asked for
I'm the well-adjusted herb
Uh-huh
A teenage girl just sized me up
It's something I don't wanna discuss
Uh-huh, what's wrong?
Oh yeah
Each night, I pray that I'll meet God
Under the worry of my thoughts
Uh-huh
Nothing better than to be
All Phantom Thread with somebody
So nice
A kid I used to babysit
Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah
[Chorus]
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
[Verse 2]
I saw exactly what I asked for
I'm the well-adjusted herb
Uh-huh
A teenage girl just sized me up
It's something I don't wanna discuss
Uh-huh, what's wrong?
Oh yeah
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