O Holy Hell!!
I'm a cheap con-artist in disguise
White boy giving dietary advice
Ten fingers and I don't even care
Smacking my lips with my horns in my hair
I wanna dance 'round the rings of your eyes
Swim in your pupils, the blackest of nights
Salute the flag of my great nation
Nixovelt and Kennedy and copulation
I'm a socially inadequate conformatalist
Who couldn't really give a fuck about that or this
Just keep me in your pocket and I'll try not to swoon
I'll black out the sun and choke down the moon
'Cause I'm out to save some souls
And acting like I already know
I'm out to save my soul
Well holy hell I'm drifting where I don't wanna go
I'm a liar, a cheat, and a steal
You can use me 'cause I like how it feels
I hope of being noticed when no-one's around
A little lonely boy, a king and his crown
I wanna weep in the big-city buildings
Carve it open and fuck my life up over again
Spit my sorrow in the hole in the sky
And puke it up again 'till the day that I die
'Cause I'm a socially adaptable anarchist
Who couldn't really give a fuck about that or this
Just keep me in your pocket and I'll try not to swoon
I'll black and the sun and choke down the moon
'Cause I'm out to save some souls
And acting like I already know
I'm out to save my soul
Well holy hell I'm drifting where I don't wanna go
White boy giving dietary advice
Ten fingers and I don't even care
Smacking my lips with my horns in my hair
I wanna dance 'round the rings of your eyes
Swim in your pupils, the blackest of nights
Salute the flag of my great nation
Nixovelt and Kennedy and copulation
I'm a socially inadequate conformatalist
Who couldn't really give a fuck about that or this
Just keep me in your pocket and I'll try not to swoon
I'll black out the sun and choke down the moon
'Cause I'm out to save some souls
And acting like I already know
I'm out to save my soul
Well holy hell I'm drifting where I don't wanna go
I'm a liar, a cheat, and a steal
You can use me 'cause I like how it feels
I hope of being noticed when no-one's around
A little lonely boy, a king and his crown
I wanna weep in the big-city buildings
Carve it open and fuck my life up over again
Spit my sorrow in the hole in the sky
And puke it up again 'till the day that I die
'Cause I'm a socially adaptable anarchist
Who couldn't really give a fuck about that or this
Just keep me in your pocket and I'll try not to swoon
I'll black and the sun and choke down the moon
'Cause I'm out to save some souls
And acting like I already know
I'm out to save my soul
Well holy hell I'm drifting where I don't wanna go
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Writer(s): Tanner Williams
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