Goddamn

Pick me up and let me down
Set my feet on moral ground
There ain't no love like one that's true
And goddamn, there ain't none left for you

Blessed are the hands that fold
Smoke and mirrors and holy ghosts
Suffer the children come to me
Goddamn the wolves dressed up as sheep

You know everything
How it's gonna be
You know you know you, and you know me

In the pew still as the grave
I brought my sinner's soul to save
And I brought my dollar for the plate
Goddamn, the hour is getting late

The choir sings the altar call
I knew all the words, and sang 'em all
Will I get chosen, do I choose
Goddamn the life I stand to lose

You know everything
How it's gonna be
You know you know you, and you know me

You know everything
How it's gonna be
You know you know you, and you know me

You know you know you, and you know me



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Trinkle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link