When the Gavel Goes Down
I used to preach in church
Now I yell in Bars
Sipping starlight from gutter pipes
For pennies and travel scars
I still believe inJesus
But does Jesus believe in me?
I feel forsaken this time round
When the Gavel goes down
I would fly like a stone
But I'm just an old bag of bones
Won't they just leave me alone
I fulfil this consciousness
So you never gotta hear that sound
When the Gavel goes Down
I'm rolling my dices
With old Dionysis
Hes asking me
Asking me
Asking me
Serious sacrifices
Not worth the jewels
In the king's stolen crown
When the gavel goes down
I would fly like a stone
But I'm just an old bag of bones
Won't they just leave me alone
I fulfil this consciousness
So you never got to hear that sound
When the gavel goes down
She wield a hammer like a heart attack
She want to take from me
What she wont give back
She take from me
She Take from me
I take my leave
I make the click she make the clack
Forget your disco, your dubstep sound
Aint nothing heavier
Than when the Gavel goes Down
I'd fly like a stone
But I'm an old bag of bones
Won't they just leave me alone
The rubber hits there road
The road is my sound
Until that gavel goes down
Now I yell in Bars
Sipping starlight from gutter pipes
For pennies and travel scars
I still believe inJesus
But does Jesus believe in me?
I feel forsaken this time round
When the Gavel goes down
I would fly like a stone
But I'm just an old bag of bones
Won't they just leave me alone
I fulfil this consciousness
So you never gotta hear that sound
When the Gavel goes Down
I'm rolling my dices
With old Dionysis
Hes asking me
Asking me
Asking me
Serious sacrifices
Not worth the jewels
In the king's stolen crown
When the gavel goes down
I would fly like a stone
But I'm just an old bag of bones
Won't they just leave me alone
I fulfil this consciousness
So you never got to hear that sound
When the gavel goes down
She wield a hammer like a heart attack
She want to take from me
What she wont give back
She take from me
She Take from me
I take my leave
I make the click she make the clack
Forget your disco, your dubstep sound
Aint nothing heavier
Than when the Gavel goes Down
I'd fly like a stone
But I'm an old bag of bones
Won't they just leave me alone
The rubber hits there road
The road is my sound
Until that gavel goes down
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Writer(s): Matthew Sheldon
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