"Evangelist" lyrics

There's a cold, cold, trickle down my spine
The white writer gonna tell you what's not mine
Oh I hope I see you passing by my door
Oh I hope I won't see you anymore

Oh I know on the inside you're wondering why you fight
It seems that your restrained by devout belief that ruins your life
I won't listen to you won't you blow right past my door
Oh I won't listen to you, blank the screen and I'll try to ignore you

There's a white, light glimmer in my eye
And the light is refracting in my sight
Oh I Hope I see you passing by my door
I hope I don't see you anymore

Oh I know on the inside you're wondering why you fight
It seems that your restrained by devout belief that ruins your life
I won't listen to you won't you blow right past my door
Oh I won't listen to you, blank the screen and I'll try to ignore you

Is it strange to believe that the lukewarm pollution has seen revolution
Hard to reside and the fires steal the light and the spirits need reviving
Will to your father, he'll hold you through these treacherous times
You're going under, your lovers are dying to everything in time

And I won't, I won't listen to ya
Won't ya blow right past my door?
And I won't, I won't listen to ya
Blank the screen or I'll try to ignore ya
And I won't, I won't listen to ya, won't ya blow right past my door?
And I won't, I won't listen to ya, I won't listen to ya anymore
And I won't, I won't listen to ya
Won't ya blow right past my door?
And I won't, I won't listen to ya, blank the screen and I'll try to ignore you