Aha
Round here they sing broken hymns
They prayers flow better when Iâm soaked in gin
The air is rusty and sits in the corner
Bad bartender thatâll pickpocket your heart
And a jukebox thatâll steal your quarter
Bartender, please give me a confession
Exchange fear for courage in the form of a well drink
Thereâs a heavy current, got a long way to swim
Closed the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for this sin
Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it hits
Got some fire in my belly and a riot in the gut
Bushmills for a bandade, the sweet taste of blood
Then I might actually feel something if I donât cover it up
Watch their faces, familiar places
Even if they didnât left it by the booth that they stayed in
The motel next door, a sign that reads vacant
And a truth thatâs so strong Iâd be a fool not to chase it
But yea, Iâm a fool and I stay here
Hope these problems bail themselves, I die in wait here
One more, four more, bucket a night cap
Service starts at 5 tomorrow and Iâll be right back
Underneath this fragile fate
Lives a battle between pride and shame
But Iâve misplaced that sense of fight
This crown of thorns is crunched inside my spine
But listen closely as I testify
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
I read the Bible but I forgot the verses
The liquor store is open later than the churches
Pure by their imperfections, everything is burning
To hell with the confessions, oh the Lord immerses
Blessed in holy water, the sin of Holy Father
Have you ever smelled bless that smells atmonic vodka
11 AM in the morning and you canât get it off yet
Comment to the preacher but itâs like the pastor isnât talking
Until the store opens I can read up on that doctrine
The people close to me say Iâm in need of a doctor
Think that I got a problem but these are not apostils
This the drink of the Lord, thatâs according to my gospel
Open to interpretation, if youâre judging it I donât want it
I got tins that scole like my throat when I hit the bottle
And Iâm sinking and thatâs why I keep on drinking
I need a refill, bar more than once every weekend
Sweet Jesus, Iâm getting amnesia
Shaking til Iâd get a taste, my faith is having seizures
Every time I walk away and try to leave it
Every time I walk away and try to leave it
Wouldnât miss it for the world
Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I conned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God at the neon cathedral
Wouldnât miss it for the world
Baptized my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I conned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, neon cathedral
Neon cathedral
Underneath this fragile fate
Lives a battle between pride and shame
But Iâve misplaced that sense of fight
This crown of thorns is crunched inside my spine
But listen closely as I testify
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
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- White Privilege II (Single)
- Downtown (Single)
- Non-Album Releases
- Stay at Home Dad (Single)
- Thrift Shop (Single)
- The Heist
- Spotify Sessions
- Compilation
- ONE Presents agit8, Vol. 2
- The Heist [Deluxe Edition]
- Thrift Shop (feat. Wanz)
- VS. Redux
- Macklemore & Ryan Lewis Live on KEXP - recorded July...
- 4 The Love of Music
- Wings
- Musikvideos Jahrescharts 2014 Top 100
- The VS. Redux
- Irish Celebration
- Musikvideos Jahrescharts 2013 Top 100
- Same Love (Xavi Shadow Remix)