touchdown jesus - medieval lyrics
through the haze
yellow eyes in football shapes
you can never trust a snake
’cause you never know what their game is
he rode up in a souped_up cadillac
sporting red h_rns, he spoke like he was an artifact
waved his right hand, so plain for me to see
as he spat on the ground in front of me
“is your life really worth minimum wage?
you’ve given too much for a man your age
nothing you do or say will ever replace
a life on earth without sacrifice.”
you must not know who you are to them
you can’t seem to read between the lines
but you’ve gotta listen close my friend
they’re never gonna stop speaking their minds
they want nothing to do with you
all they wanna do is make a fool out of you
make you their little b_tch_boy
make you their little wind_up toy
don’t try to act so nice
don’t try to be their pal
ain’t no monkey [?] in here ’cause they think they mean business with those miserable piles of sh_t
i felt so pretty in that crown you laid upon my head
made of animal flesh and maybe some of the dead
is this all there is to being a man?
is this all there is to being a man?
no, no, no
no, no
there’s nothing to see
nothing to feel
nothing to want
nothing to need
nothing to breathe
nothing to eat
nothing to drink
nothing to love
nothing to hate
nothing to feel
nothing to want
nothing to need
nothing to breathe
nothing to eat
nothing to drink
nothing to love
no control
no control
no control
nothing to see here
no control
no control
there’s no control
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