"Jehovah" lyrics
"Jehovah"
I went AWOL
Missed my curtain call
Now I'm running at the mouth like I do
Fake plastic poses
Nobody knows it
I'm just a bullet passing through
Run of the mill
Handshake the deal
Yeah, I'll be on my way
We go together
Like cocaine and time
Won't you go on and let it die
Wasteland baby save me from me
Death to ego cheap-talk lingo
I'm just a dope-sick liar
A dilettante on fire
We throw paint on the canvas
And call it post-modernistic magic
On my Christ-haunted shoulders (On my Christ-haunted shoulders)
I carry Jehovah like a soldier
Ain't the past a killer
Just like the "Thrilla in Manila"
All my words is filler
Narcissus in the Mirror, in the mirror, in the mirror
Wasteland baby save me from me
Death to ego cheap-talk lingo
I'm just a dope-sick liar
A dilettante on fire
Rubbing elbows
With shit poets and winos
Who left the light on?
We're trying to save dough
I'm 'bout to plateau
Like I'm on death row
Put out a BOLO
Where is my Messiah?
Where is my Messiah?
Where is my Messiah?
Where is my Messiah?
Writer(s): James Robert Russell Jr Bradshaw
- AZLyrics
- P
- Pony Bradshaw Lyrics
album:
"Sudden Opera" (2019)
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