Lyrics SONG OF SINNERS - Backxwash , Ada Rook , Sad13
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                love, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                God, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                only 
                                                Gods
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                love, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                God, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                so 
                                                much 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                love, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                God, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                only 
                                                Gods
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                love, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                God, 
                                                    I 
                                                fear 
                                                so 
                                                much 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                ask 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                forgiveness
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lord 
                                                has 
                                                given 
                                                many 
                                                chances
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                show 
                                                no 
                                                commitment
 
                                    
                                
                                                Broken, 
                                                whittling, 
                                                cold 
                                                descriptions
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                Holy 
                                                Spirits
 
                                    
                                
                                                More 
                                                ambitious, 
                                                no 
                                                magicians
 
                                    
                                
                                                Corpus 
                                                Christi, 
                                                old 
                                                religion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Honor 
                                                system, 
                                                lost 
                                                and 
                                                timid
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                do 
                                                y'all 
                                                know 
                                                guilty?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pastor 
                                                told 
                                                me 
                                                it 
                                                is 
                                                working
 
                                    
                                
                                                God 
                                                    I 
                                                give 
                                                my 
                                                life 
                                                for 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                keeps 
                                                showing 
                                                me 
                                                it's 
                                                hurting
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                still 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                it's 
                                                for 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                He's 
                                                so 
                                                cold 
                                                and 
                                                is 
                                                determined
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                sorrow 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                mojo 
                                                as 
                                                these 
                                                poems 
                                                inkеd 
                                                in 
                                                cursive
 
                                    
                                
                                                Should 
                                                    I 
                                                follow 
                                                till 
                                                tomorrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                mosey 
                                                down 
                                                to 
                                                sеrvice?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Take 
                                                    a 
                                                sip 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                Ol' 
                                                Ricin
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mixed 
                                                with 
                                                codeine 
                                                it'd 
                                                be 
                                                perfect
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                glory 
                                                in 
                                                conversion
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                morbid 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                worsens
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                horror 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                person
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                he 
                                                told 
                                                me 
                                                there 
                                                is 
                                                purpose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Should 
                                                we 
                                                open 
                                                these 
                                                old 
                                                verses
 
                                    
                                
                                                Read 
                                                the 
                                                story 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Earth?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                holed 
                                                up 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                church
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                these 
                                                apocalyptic 
                                                sermons
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                gon 
                                                drink 
                                                the 
                                                kool-aid
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cause 
                                                it's 
                                                over 
                                                if 
                                                it 
                                                works
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                hate 
                                                my 
                                                life 
                                                I'll 
                                                swallow 
                                                it 
                                                and 
                                                gobble 
                                                it, 
                                                so 
                                                perfect
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                miracle 
                                                or 
                                                hoax
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                sits 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                throat
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                cuts 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Ohh, 
                                                Ahh)
 
                                    
                                
                                                What's 
                                                knowable's 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                gets 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                top 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                throne?
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                ready 
                                                to 
                                                learn
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Ohh, 
                                                Ahh)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Open 
                                                the 
                                                door, 
                                                don't 
                                                leave 
                                                it 
                                                shut
 
                                    
                                
                                                Toes 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                floor, 
                                                my 
                                                knees 
                                                in 
                                                cuffs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dragging 
                                                myself 
                                                to 
                                                some 
                                                help
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                my 
                                                damage 
                                                of 
                                                self
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                baggage 
                                                I've 
                                                held
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chords 
                                                are 
                                                so 
                                                sore, 
                                                I'm 
                                                screaming 
                                                fuck
 
                                    
                                
                                                Summon 
                                                the 
                                                hoards, 
                                                pick 
                                                me 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Devils 
                                                and 
                                                Angels 
                                                will 
                                                fight 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                rest 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lifeless 
                                                in 
                                                wake 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                storm
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                probably 
                                                never 
                                                ever 
                                                find 
                                                peace
 
                                    
                                
                                                Give 
                                                it 
                                                five 
                                                weeks 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                fine 
                                                sleep
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hotel 
                                                room 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                wine 
                                                stink
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blinds 
                                                creaked, 
                                                couldn't 
                                                find 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Room 
                                                service 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                eye 
                                                bleed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who's 
                                                person 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                ID?
 
                                    
                                
                                                News 
                                                spreading, 
                                                suicidey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                anticipated 
                                                didn't 
                                                think 
                                                she'd 
                                                make 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like, 
                                                damn
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                miracle 
                                                or 
                                                hoax
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                sits 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                throat
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                cuts 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Ohh, 
                                                Ahh)
 
                                    
                                
                                                What's 
                                                knowable's 
                                                unknown
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                gets 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                top 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                throne?
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                ready 
                                                to 
                                                learn
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Ohh, 
                                                Ahh)
 
                                    
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