The Preacher Video (MV)

I want to paint clean my self-righteous mood
My self-righteous mood all the way down
I want to paint clean my self-righteous mood
My self-righteous mood
All the way down down down down down

Shoot a hole through your belly is what I'll do
Through your belly is what I'll do
Let your cries and screams pull me through

Shoot a hole through your belly is what I'll do
Through your belly is what I'll do
Let your cries and screams pull me through it

It's getting harder to tell
It's getting harder to tell
Shades of grey from the light
It's getting harder to tell
It's getting harder to tell
Shades of grey from my brilliant sunshine

Blood spills over wishing wells
She dreams complacence
It's so disarming

I want to fall
Baby let the preacher fall
Crumble off my soapbox
Back against the wall

It's getting harder to tell
It's getting harder to tell
Shades of grey from the light
It's getting harder to tell
It's getting harder to tell
Shades of grey from my brilliant sunshine