Climb On The Cross

(альбом: Can't Wake Up - 2018)

Tell the televangelist she's out of a job
'Cause I look good on a cross and I can sure sing along
Overrated, under-educated, simple and dry
Who knew a man's fate was such a hard thing to find

I'd never listened to my teacher, trusted every word my preacher would say
Always thought the crosshair was simply the sun on my face

If nothing dies tomorrow why remember yesterday
When an hour or more of sleep might do you good
It's the wish I can't remember, it's the things you'll never say
And I'd do it all again oh if I could

Fight your family and friends and let them know you're the best
Tat tattoo radical right across of your chest
No need for love, you were born to impress

Everybody always told me if I made a funny face it would stay
So you better get hip and take a liking to me looking this way

So many years without a memory
Just ears, a nose, a face
All to find out fucking up was in your blood

It's the wish I can't remember, it's the things you'll never say
And I'd do it all again, oh, if I could

If nothing dies tomorrow why remember yesterday
When an hour or more of sleep might do you good
It's the wish I can't remember, it's the things you'll never say
And I'd do it all again oh if I could
I'd do it all again
I'd do it all again
I'd do it all again
I'd do it all again...