Sick and twisted
Shaken pain enraged
Fearful love forsaken place
Loss of words consumed insane
Just hang there and you will feel no pain
Just call out his name
You can feel all his pain
Your head hung down in shame
Your halo's bleeding
Sit down
Fold your hands together
Bow your head to let him know you'll never
Bite the gentle hand that's always fed your hypocrisy is killing all you live for
Sacrilegious ceremony of
Love, disgust, from your lord above
You've lost your mind but it'll be ok
Just hang there and I will feel no pain.
Just call out his name
You can feel all his pain
Your head hung down in shame
Your halo's bleeding
Just call out his name
Your halos bleeding
Get off your cross and
Sit down
Bow your
Bite the
Gentle hand
All you live for
Sit down
Fold your hands together
Bow your head to let him know you'll never
Bite the gentle hand that's always fed your hypocrisy is killing all you live for
GENERATIONS from EXILE TRIBE - Psuedapostle Lyrics
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Sick and twisted
Shaken pain enraged
Fearful love forsaken place
Loss of words consumed insane
Just hang there and you will feel no pain
Just call out his name
You can feel all his pain
Your head hung down in shame
Your halo's bleeding
Sit down
Fold your hands together
Bow your head to let him know you'll never
Bite the gentle hand that's always fed your hypocrisy is killing all you live for
Sacrilegious ceremony of
Love, disgust, from your lord above
You've lost your mind but it'll be ok
Just hang there and I will feel no pain.
Just call out his name
You can feel all his pain
Your head hung down in shame
Your halo's bleeding
Just call out his name
Your halos bleeding
Get off your cross and
Sit down
Bow your
Bite the
Gentle hand
All you live for
Sit down
Fold your hands together
Bow your head to let him know you'll never
Bite the gentle hand that's always fed your hypocrisy is killing all you live for
Shaken pain enraged
Fearful love forsaken place
Loss of words consumed insane
Just hang there and you will feel no pain
Just call out his name
You can feel all his pain
Your head hung down in shame
Your halo's bleeding
Sit down
Fold your hands together
Bow your head to let him know you'll never
Bite the gentle hand that's always fed your hypocrisy is killing all you live for
Sacrilegious ceremony of
Love, disgust, from your lord above
You've lost your mind but it'll be ok
Just hang there and I will feel no pain.
Just call out his name
You can feel all his pain
Your head hung down in shame
Your halo's bleeding
Just call out his name
Your halos bleeding
Get off your cross and
Sit down
Bow your
Bite the
Gentle hand
All you live for
Sit down
Fold your hands together
Bow your head to let him know you'll never
Bite the gentle hand that's always fed your hypocrisy is killing all you live for
Writer: Ezekiel Cunningham, Matthew Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: GENERATIONS from EXILE TRIBE
Length: 4:31
Written by: Ezekiel Cunningham, Matthew Cunningham