All Souls’ parish

Haven't spoken with Jesus in quite a spell
Wonder what he would say
Wonder what he would tell
Cast an eye to the tops of the trees
And throw the other in the wishing well
And send more money for the missions
On the road to hell
'Cuz we're like any other church
We just make you feel worse
We just hold you to the ground
We just kick you in the purse
Love to make you fit the mold
Burn you up then leave you cold
Rise above and rot below
And you know...

You can't save yourself
And you can't save your soul
And if you're sleeping now,
Out amongst the stars about to fall
It's gonna perish all

And while I'm mentioning your name
My one and only confession
Is how I needed you to kill the pain

You can't save yourself
And you can't save your soul
And if you're sleeping now,
Out amongst the stars about to fall
It's gonna perish all



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Writer(s): Daniel Joseph Adams
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