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Kilgore - Sesorita beefeater

 

 



Everyone’s footsteps pound like hammers

to my brain

And all the lives I’ve broke

And all that remains

Everything, everyone around me reminds me

Of my sins

If I was Mr. Turtle Man

I’d pull my head back in

I’m not your Jesus

I’m not your

Here in my shell, alone I dwell

My so called friends come with pitchforks

And drag me off to hell

‘Cuz I made too many promises

That I can’t alter

I may look like your Jesus

But I can’t walk on water

I’m not your Jesus

I’m not your

False, indifference

Not really here right

Just a lump of clay with a crown of thorns

Could’ve been the leader of the master race

Or a Greek poet before I was born

My soul is not my own

It’s shared with a thousand fading dreams

Exposed to the naked eye is why

I’m always picked last on the team

I’m not your Jesus

I’m not your

 

 

 

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