While still dodging the creeper
Of the blue collar classic motif
Let it fall into the sea
With your perfect posture
Still a crooked spine
While the flume you protect starts to leak
Can't buy pride with good intentions
Whoa whoa
I fee l like I'm a saint
Whoa whoa
But I'm treated like a ghost
You starve for attention
But you've been biting the bullet for years
You betrayed my trust
To learn my secrets
And manifest my fears
The cause and effect
For the simple minded
It's pulled you in
The ugliness whose pocket book you've loaded
Can't buy luck with no religion
Drifting through life without a trace
Heaven won't take me
But Hell can't wait
You can't break this spell
You can save me
You can't right my wrongs
You can't part the sea
Heaven wasn't built to hold me
Whoa whoa
I feel like I'm a saint
Whoa whoa
But I'm living with a curse
They sink down deeper While still dodging the creeper Of the blue collar classic motif Let it fall into the sea With your perfect posture Still a crooked spine While the flume you protect starts to leak Can't buy pride with good intentions Whoa whoa I fee l like I'm a saint Whoa whoa But I'm treated like a ghost You starve for attention But you've been biting the bullet for years You betrayed my trust To learn my secrets And manifest my fears The cause and effect For the simple minded It's pulled you in The ugliness whose pocket book you've loaded Can't buy luck with no religion Drifting through life without a trace Heaven won't take me But Hell can't wait You can't break this spell You can save me You can't right my wrongs You can't part the sea Heaven wasn't built to hold me Whoa whoa I feel like I'm a saint Whoa whoa But I'm living with a curse Explain Request ×
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