jesus christ.

jesus christ has a pretty face. the kind you'd find on someone that could save. if they don't put me away, it'll be a miracle. do you believe you're missing out? and everything good is happening somewhere else? but with nobody in your bed, the night's hard to get through. and i will die all alone and when i arrive, i won't know anyone. well, jesus christ, i'm alone again. so what did you do those three days you were dead? cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend. well jesus christ, i'm not scared to die. i'm a little bit scared of what comes after. do i get the gold chariot? do i float through the ceiling? do i divide and fall apart? cause my bright is too sly to hold back all my dark. and the ship went down in sight of land and at the gates does thomas ask to see my hands? i know you'll come in the night like a thief. but i've had some time alone to hold my lies. i know you think i'm someone you can trust. but i'm scared i'll get scared and i swear i'll try to never give up. so do you think we could work out a song. some know that its you and its over so i won't even try. i know you'll come for the people like me. but we all got wood and nails, we're tongue tied to a hating factory. yeah we all got wood and nails, and we sleep inside of this machine.