When Their Saints Come Crawling In

Sometimes before is better than after
When there was laughter
And we were free

Waiting for the choir to get tired
Is no way to achieve
Permission to breathe

You think it's the luck of the draw
So everyone has to even the score
Competing to see who suffers more
Take it from me no one will win
When their saints come crawling in

Stranded in your station
In a hyphenation
Nowhere to go

Forced into a profile encouraged
For the right purpose
You reap what they sow

You think it's the luck of the draw
So everyone has to even the score
Competing to see who suffers more
Take it from me no one will win
When their saints come crawling in

Where did you go Nava Joe
We lost the trail of eggshells
You broke with your toes
You left the reservation without a note
Now they're coming for the words
That escaped your throat

They're throwing shade on your skin
With no regard for what beats within
Supporting all lives you're all in
You just committed the new original sin

Praying on the quad
To the ivory gods
For the right to know your place

You think it's the luck of the draw
So everyone has to even the score
Competing to see who suffers more
Take it from me no one will win
When their saints come crawling in

Oh, geez Frances Bean
What did you do to cause such a scene
You just said what you mean
Now you're a target of the Blue Machine

Where's the next inquest let me see
We've got a bakery that won't cater to g
She thinks her faith will keep her free ha
Brand her a bigot and burn down her family tree

You think it's the luck of the draw
So everyone has to even the score
Competing to see who suffers more
Take it from me no one will win
When their saints come crawling

They think our founding was flawed
So they're the ones to even the score
Competing to see who suffers more
Take it from me no one will win
When their saints come crawling in

When their saints come crawling in



Credits
Writer(s): James Loeffler
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