Southpaw - Birth of a Blasphemer | Текст песни

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• Birth of a Blasphemer

Oh our Father, who are't in Heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name.
These are the words that I utter every night, after asking You politely to turn off my brain.

Yeah, I'm all alone.
Burning bridges on my own.
A heart of stone,
That doesn't beat anymore, it's gone so cold.
Yeah I'm all alone in this white-walled home,
with a heart of stone stitched to a metronome.
Yeah I'm all alone, in a house without a home.

Attention: Nurse, prep the patient for his shot.
I've seen all of his problems, and man, he's got a lot.
Disguise it, treat it, hide it, repeat it.
Stuck in a cycle? Hit your head and b-b-beat it. It helps yeah, but it won't d-d-feat it.
Not sure what it is, no, sorry no, not sure why this is kid.
Not sure what you have but here's a book young son please stay your hand.
I know this might be hard for you to grasp, maybe to comprehend, but please hold on to life my friend, please stay your hand.

I pray for you my friend please stay your hand.
Stay your hand.

Why God why?!
Do you like watching me suffer from up there in the sky?
Why God why?!
This is not the burden of man, this is the burden of my mind.

(Chorus)

I've tried the Bible turned its pages,
torn and tattered worn out bindings,
Spent my life in cages,
self-made, self-bought, self-taught sadness rages.
Tried on many different faces,
That brought me to these awful places.
Oh God this is how You made us.
Oh God this is how You made us...
But God this is how You made us.

Oh my Father I'm having a crisis of faith.
I thought that YOU God could never make mistakes,
so what pleasure could you every motherfuckin' take,
from watching me go insane and fuckin' beat on my face?

If you wanna reform your goddamn church,
turn your morals around and practice them first,
'cause I've been ostracized and I've been criticized,
and the next stop for us is a motherfuckin' herse.

(Chorus Chant)

All alone.
Yeah, a heart of stone.
All alone.
Yeah, a heart of stone.

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