Bleachers - Jesus Is Dead
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LYRICS
each night i pray that i’ll meet god under the worry of my thoughts
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
tell them to grease the wheels
pull the arrow back start the appeals
i’m not the man who sold the world
i saw exactly what i asked for i’m the well adjusted herb
a teenage girl just sized me up it’s something i don’t wanna discuss
tell them to grease the wheels
pull the arrow back start the appeal
i’m not the man who sold the world
jesus is dead and so’s new york i built a place right down the shore, it’s nice
do you remember DFA, misshapes and oh the great longwave, i do, and i miss it - all the time
tell them to grease the wheels
flip the hourglass start up the steal
i’m not the man who sold the world
we drove forever and the venue herbs took all of our money and all of our merch, fuck off
so let’s make it bleachers make it shore, the louder you scream the harder he blows
you know what i mean. texas man - cause a scene
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