Holy Water Songtext
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Holy Water Songtext
Holy water
Where′s the holy, holy, holy water?
Get the holy, holy, holy water
Yo, where's the holy, holy, holy water?
In a fuse with my inner views
I′m in a bit of a rut, yo, whether winning or losing
Self-abuser, user, loser
Pilot flying over Bermuda
Lost in the magic
Man, was it tragic or a gift?
'Cause you wanted it so bad that even
When you went and had it, it wasn't it
The trip, it was sickening
Whole scene′s built on manufacturing toys like Disney
Man, life can be a beautiful nightmare
Phones light up faces brighter than Times Square
Living off the grid, guarantee I will die there
The zombie apocalypse is now, it′s right here
I hear the cries from upstairs in the night
Haunted by anger
Feeds all the parts I don't like
What is the answer when fans switch off at a power board?
But I got a whole lot more stash like Salvador
Your identity was built on how loud the crowd would roar
So what are you standing for?
Fish out of water, you out of order
You′re cornered by the devil's horns like a matador
And this is paramour
Misery business ain′t a god, ain't a pedicure
Get up from my feet
And if I had a cure to rid you of sickness
But I smoke cigarettes, yo, would you listen to me?
′Cause I ain't been sleeping up at
There's a lady in my upstairs
Says you are your own ghost
But all I know is I′m needing a rest
I think I need a new place
I think I need a new home
Plates fly like planes
Names cry, chains dragged
Upstairs ain′t that bad
With some holy water
Midnight whispers, ice cold shivers
I will not face those fears
Where's the holy water? (Holy)
Yo, where′s the holy, holy, holy water? (Holy)
Get the holy, holy, holy water (Holy)
Yo, where's the holy, holy, holy water? (Holy)
Water (Holy, holy)
Where′s the holy, holy, holy water?
Get the holy, holy, holy water
Yo, where's the holy, holy, holy water?
In a fuse with my inner views
I′m in a bit of a rut, yo, whether winning or losing
Self-abuser, user, loser
Pilot flying over Bermuda
Lost in the magic
Man, was it tragic or a gift?
'Cause you wanted it so bad that even
When you went and had it, it wasn't it
The trip, it was sickening
Whole scene′s built on manufacturing toys like Disney
Man, life can be a beautiful nightmare
Phones light up faces brighter than Times Square
Living off the grid, guarantee I will die there
The zombie apocalypse is now, it′s right here
I hear the cries from upstairs in the night
Haunted by anger
Feeds all the parts I don't like
What is the answer when fans switch off at a power board?
But I got a whole lot more stash like Salvador
Your identity was built on how loud the crowd would roar
So what are you standing for?
Fish out of water, you out of order
You′re cornered by the devil's horns like a matador
And this is paramour
Misery business ain′t a god, ain't a pedicure
Get up from my feet
And if I had a cure to rid you of sickness
But I smoke cigarettes, yo, would you listen to me?
′Cause I ain't been sleeping up at
There's a lady in my upstairs
Says you are your own ghost
But all I know is I′m needing a rest
I think I need a new place
I think I need a new home
Plates fly like planes
Names cry, chains dragged
Upstairs ain′t that bad
With some holy water
Midnight whispers, ice cold shivers
I will not face those fears
Where's the holy water? (Holy)
Yo, where′s the holy, holy, holy water? (Holy)
Get the holy, holy, holy water (Holy)
Yo, where's the holy, holy, holy water? (Holy)
Water (Holy, holy)
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