Lyrics

Alright If I were more like Jesus I'd get down on my knees to pray But I'm not My daughter sits upon uncertain shoulders I guess fate is sticking to its guns And you stood out on the front porch shouting "There's a soul in everything There's a reason for all that has occurred" But I am not behind the door I don't live there anymore Unmitigated fever The doctor says he just don't know Why I've come Hallucinations and courageous stands But sooner or later, girl, I think I'm going under Was that a shot fired in the distance? Was that a knock? Were thosе mumbled words yours? How can I be sure Whеn I am not behind the door? I don't live there anymore And I'm climbing this ladder My head in the clouds And I hope that it matters I'm having my doubts If I were more like Jesus I'd get down on my knees to pray But I'm not