Dillinger Four - Holy Shit lyrics

HIGH AND DRY YOU'VE GOT A HOLD OF THE FUCKING TRUTH

YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BUT A BLANK HAND DON'T YOU

IN THE END IT'S JUST A TIRED EXPLANATION AND

I CAN'T SIT STILL FOR THE DURATION

YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS RAISED TO THE SKY

I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME I BELIEVED YOUR WAYS

I LEARNED TO READ BETWEEN THE LINES

I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY

AND IT GETS WORSE BEFORE IT'S OVER AND

THERE'S NO TRUTH IN CLOUDS ABOVE, NO LUCK IN CLOVER

AND I DON'T BELIEVE THAT I'D HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY

SUNDAY SCHOOL AT AGE 9 I THOUGHT I WAS ON THE WINNING TEAM

BECAUSE I WANED TO SEE IT, I WANTED TO NEED IT

IT WAS 9 YEARS OF HOLY SHIT AND I BELIEVED IT

YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACK

I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BROKE AWAY

I LEARNED TO DISREGARD THE LIES

I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY

I WON'T LOOK THROUGH YOUR LENS,

TAINTED BY INTOLERANCE AND BASED ON FALSE MORALITY

ALL IN THE NAME GREED