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2020年5月9日21:38:47 评论 2006字阅读6分41秒

  Feels like I'm miles from here in other towns

  With lesser names where the only ghost doesn't tell

  Mary or William exactly what they want to hear

  You remember the house that we drew

  Told you and the devil to both just leave me alone

  If this is salvation I can show you the trembling

  You'll just have to trust me

  I'm scared

  I am the patron saint of lost causes

  Aren't we all to you just mere lost causes

  Are we all to you just lost?

  Tommy you're left behind

  Something you'll mean everything right before you die

  But if you gain the whole world

  You've already lost four little souls from your life

  Widows and orphans aren't hard to find

  Their home is in daddy who's saving you random tonight

  wish your drinking would hurry and kill you

  Sympathy's better than having to tell you the truth

  That you are the patron saint of lost causes

  All you are to them is now a lost cause

  All you are to them is now cause lost...

  Billy, don't you understand?

  Timothy stood as long as he could and now

  You made his faith disappear

  More like a magician

  And less like a man of the call

  We're not questioning God

  Just those he chose to carry on his cause

  We'll grow better, you'll see

  Just all of us, the lost causes

  Aren't we all to you just lost causes?

  Aren't we all to you lost?

  Lost causes

  Aren't we all to you

  Is all we are, is all we are

  What we are is all we are

  Patron saint. Are we all lost like you

  Patron saint. Are we all lost like you

  Patron saint. Are we all lost like you

  Patron saint. Are we all lost like you

  Patron saint. Are we all lost like you

  Patron saint. Are we all lost like you

  Patron Saint, are we all lost like you

  Patron Saint, are we all lost like you

  Patron Saint, are we all lost like you

  Take what you will, what you will

  And leave. Could you kill, could you kill me

  If the world was on fire

  and nothing was left but hope or desire

  And take all that I could bring forth, is this hell

  Or am I on the floor over-desperate?

  Hold hands streaming of blood again?

  And then take full weight of me

  Guard my dreams, figure this out,

  It's me on my own. Helpless, hurting, hell

  Will you stay strong as you promised?

  Cause I'm stranded and bare.

  Meanness is washed up in all that I am

  is God. Take this and all,

  Then grace takes me to a place

  Of the father you never had

  Ripping and breaking and tearing apart

  This is not heaven

  This is my hell.

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