Jesus on My Neck

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Time took the pain, but then nothing grew back in it's place And so I watered it with whiskey, spoke in tongues at it's grave You'd think the devils on his way the way I cycle through plagues A ballerina in a box, for the spiral I'm made I go around in circles and I cycle through days In a city full of sirens and black tidalling waves I swim out past the breakers, 'til it sparkles and fades Until the stars are clear as ever and they're screaming my name [Chorus] I'm so dead, if I died I wouldn't notice Pull up at the gates, inna uber Ford Focus All I see is red, and I feel like Moses Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck I'm so dead, if I died I wouldn't notice Pull up at the gates, inna uber Ford Focus All I see is red, and I feel like Moses Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck [Verse 2] Jesus on my speed dial, right after all the demons Fighting them in levels final boss will be the ceiling I'm ignoring every call, might as well have got a pager I'm only showing up to paper so man fuck you and your rager Another face from a bad dream, a name I wrote on paper Set to flame and then swallowed because the sacrifice was safer Another stranger that I smile at when I'm out buying milk Where I'm a name on a credit card, of which I can't pay the bill [Chorus] I'm so dead, if I died I wouldn't notice Pull up at the gates, inna uber Ford Focus All I see is red, and I feel like Moses Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck I'm so dead, if I died I wouldn't notice Pull up at the gates, inna uber Ford Focus All I see is red, and I feel like Moses Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck [Bridge] I don't need nobody when that shit pops off You don't like the way I'm going you can get dropped off All the blood that's on my hands can never get washed off I got fans to pull up on you like barrap pop pop I don't need nobody when that shit pops off You don't like the way I'm going you can get dropped off All the blood that's on my hands can never get washed off I got fans to pull up on you like barrap pop pop [Chorus] I'm so dead, if I died I wouldn't notice Pull up at the gates, inna uber Ford Focus All I see is red, and I feel like Moses Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck I'm so dead, if I died I wouldn't notice Pull up at the gates, inna uber Ford Focus All I see is red, and I feel like Moses Jesus on my neck, Jesus on my neck