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Don't make me go back to the church
Don't make me swallow no stars
Don't make me lean on no gods I don't trust em one bit
Don't make me sing to clouds
Don't say I'm so depraved
Saints in all my nightmares
Peter come, Peter go, Peter go, Peter go
Oh mama, I hate to disappoint you
Oh papa, I'm just grabbing that lightning
Oh love, I'm sorry for promises made with no intentions

Don't take me on back to the church
Why y'all got mouths for ears?
Mercedes, Lexus in your driveway
Don't you fucking see the beggars at your doorstep?
Token home for the broken
Or broken home made for toking on the blunt of bibles
Fig trees blunt folks with blunt minds
And blank eyes and blank smiles

Where is Gabriel? Where is Michael? Where the angels?

I wanted to be here
I wanted to stay here
I love you to death but I won't make my grave here
I wanted to be here
I wanted to stay here
I love you to death but I won't make my grave here

Where is the angels I knew in the Bible?
I heard, I can't see it, don't pray for survival
I know
That there's more
I call on the Lord, he don't pick up the phone
If you still have my number, I hope you remember
Goodbye, I'm gone

[Speaking Korean]
"요즘 잘 챙겨먹고 단이니? 잘 자고있어?
언제 등지 전화해...
(are you eating well these days? sleeping too?
Call me anytime...)