Holy Sunday

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The Long Lost Somethins

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I've seemed to develop an idioglossia
That God himself can't even understand
And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often
I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear
My fingers freeze on the gate and I remind myself to cover them
It's too easy watching people go, well, I don't know where
I don't know where. I don't know where
Hey hey
I could lose it all in a poker game
I get sorrow from everything
That I think could redeem
More than likely
I'll get a chance to humiliate
Myself. You can berate
The actions you see
Holy Sunday
Got a quarter to keep my khakis clean
Got a hand up to keep my praises seen
But I'm so damn sad
And sure, I'm open
But can I count on myself to recuperate?
God knows I can emaciate
It's starting to show
And I've seemed to develop an idioglossia
That God himself can't even understand
And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often
I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear
And I've seemed to develop an idioglossia
That God himself can't even understand
And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often
I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear
I'm a Solomon, never satisfied
I always count them, 300 concubines
And I strive for some obscure paradise
I feel indifferent to everything in life
I got a vision late last night
Some shadow glistened
It was the Lord's outline
In his glory, he finally revealed that I'm nothing
Then I burnt up on the inside and I cried
In one desperate, last attempt
I said "F*ck it. God, I'm cursed by karma
Will you fix it? God, I'm asking will you fix it?"
Then I burnt up on the outside and I died
I burnt up on the outside and I died
I burnt up on the outside and I died
I burnt up on the outside and I died
I burnt up on the outside and I
Burnt up on the outside then I died
I burnt up on the outside then I died
I burnt up on the outside then I died
Then I burnt up on the outside and I died
When I passed away, I got a glimpse of the neighbor
She said "For f*ck's sake, he could've said it clearer."
But I was miles away and didn't even hear her
She wouldn't comprehend anyway
For sanity's sake, I always avoid mirrors
It's like an opposite fate, except with way more fear
I'm sure that most can relate, but I wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Wouldn't ever hear about it
Cause I've seemed to develop an idioglossia
That God himself can't even understand
And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often
I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear
I've seemed to develop an idioglossia
That God himself can't even understand
And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often
I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear

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