two and a half years. And after all those rumours going around about this band - me leaving the band, me splitting up, or the band splitting up, and
of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share his misery. Fuck
at my ring Look less at me and look more to Christ His grace has saved me and His grace will suffice us So I jump for Jesus, it's Jesus who frees us
gifts, just look at my ring Look less at me and look more to christ Grace has saved me and his grace will suffice So I jump for Jesus, It's Jesus who
like Christ that live unholy (Verse1) 1 - 1 - 6 a band of misfits who get sick at the state of the world so we hit strips and spit Christ Jesus
myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share
like big mound* Being black sand feeling And I've read the books of men and women and death I've stood in bars listening to conversations About Jesus Christ
jocks used to beat me up in school Now I'm in a punk band they think it's really cool I don't do heroin I'd never touch that stuff Jesus Christ I'm skinny