A Spiritual Epiphany?

Under backyard light it's hard to tell just who you are but by all means please carry on
The clanking glass will surely drown us out before too long and I'm scanning the yard for a helping hand to pull me out

Really, who's to say that I don't mind hearing about your terrible tattoos and everything they mean to you

Horizontal lines provide the perfect landscape for feigning new ways to stay engaged
And by counting the crosses around your neck, you'd think you're holy

Really, who's to say that I don't mind hearing about your terrible tattoos and everything they mean to you

I've had a truly moving time, a spiritual epiphany

Really, who's to say that I don't mind hearing about your terrible tattoos and everything they mean to you
Really, who's to say that I don't mind
Really who's to say that I don't mind



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Writer(s): John Cooper
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