Kid Presentable - Sacred

There's nothing sacred about a bowing head
A preacher man under control
Committed to death
They showed me a world of dreams
Sell my soul to die in a hole
I'd rather the abyss
Than a blood soaked gift
I'd rather the abyss
Nothing to miss
They showed me a world of dreams
Sell my soul to die in a hole
On my own watch me drown
Feel my lungs sink with scum
Heaven won't find me now
Bottom of the earth find me now
Bring them down to the fucking ground
The hand of god will never find us now

Written by:
Elliot Dobie

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