Believer Songtext
von Sister Ray

Gave you the left side of my giant double bed
You kept it feeling just as wide as the west skies I left
We don′t kiss so I guess that makes us friends
Let's make a suicide pact and really act like it

For such a cynic
Told my therapist
I′m the masochist

Waiting to be saved by someone who needs saving
I'd try anything once to be a believer
I'll stay up all night on the internet making myself a conspiracy theorist
I think that I could find the edge of it


Suddenly I′m not alone
You′re coming home
It's so intimate, so foreign
Forest′s grown in my apartment
Trees of heaven to the ceiling
Trying to convince me but I'll believe it when I read it

When you write it down
From a prophets mouth
Making strong sounds

Waiting to be saved by someone who needs saving
I′d try anything once to be a believer
I'll stay up all night on the internet making myself a conspiracy theorist
I think that I could find the edge of it
I think that I could find the edge of it