The prayers flow better when they're soaked in gin The amp's dusty and sits in the corner By a bartender that'll pickpocket your heart And a jukebox that'll steal your quarter
Bartender, please give me a confession Exchange fear for courage in the form of a well drink
There's a heavy current, got a long way to swim Closed the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for this sin Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it hits Got some fire in my belly and a riot in the gut Bushmills for a bandaid, the sweet taste of blood Then I might actually feel something if I don't cover it up
Rusted faces, familiar places Even if they haven't left the vinyl booth that they stayed in
The motel next door, a sign that reads vacant
And a truth that's so strong I'd be a fool not to chase it
But yet, I'm a fool and I stay here Hope these problems drown themselves, I die in wait here One more, four more, **** it; a night cap Service starts at 5 tomorrow and I'll be right back
Underneath this fragile frame Lives a battle between pride and shame But I've misplaced that sense of fight This crown of thorns is perched atop my spine listen closely as I testify
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
I read the Bible but I forgot the verses The liquor store is open later than the churches
Pure by their imperfections, everything is burning To hell with the confessions, all the Lord immerses
Blessed in holy water, the sin of Holy Father Have you ever smelled bless that sweats atmonic vodka
11 AM in the morning and you can't get it off yah Callin' to the preacher but it's like the pastor isn't talking
Until the store opens I can read up on that doctrine
The people close to me say I'm in need of a doctor
Think that I got a problem but these are not apostles
This the drink of the Lord, that's according to my gospel Open to interpretation, if you're judging it I don't want it I got sins that scold like my throat when I hit the bottle And I'm sinking and that's why I keep on drinking I need a refill, far more than once every weekend
Sweet Jesus, I'm getting amnesia
Shaking 'til I get a taste, my faith is having seizures
Every time I walk away and try to leave it
Every time I walk away and try to leave it
Wouldn't miss it for the world Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel Spend it all searching for God at the neon cathedral
Wouldn't miss it for the world
Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, neon cathedral
Neon cathedral
Underneath this fragile frame
Lives a battle between pride and shame
But I've misplaced that sense of fight
This crown of thorns is perched atop my spine
Listen closely as I testify
Dependency has been a thief at night Thief at night, thief at night
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
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