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letra de the church - hiraku

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[verse 1]
tell me how the f-ck am i twenty three (for me)
no mountains moved do the gods look down on me (i see)
that the church is old but still stands tall for me (for me)
i set my self on fire a like monk in gasoline you’ll see

[pre-chorus]
i don’t reply
i’m not online
i need a friend
to come and get me when i’m done

[chorus]
can someone tell me how the church will run when father dies
yeah can someone tell me how the church will run when father dies
the world was mine when i was seventeen, you see
now i see the world but the world it don’t see me
yeah it don’t see me

[verse 2]
lets not get sentimental
good people die for free
the fathers not the church but
he sure as h-ll can preach
who here prays for the devil?
he needs it more than these
criminal men who never repent
i don’t want a friend if he would never drown for me
you think i’m f-cking mental?
i just want magic beans
something to grow a stalk
that even the dead can reach
i guess i’m sentimental
they taught a rock to bleed
i pray to a god that doesn’t respond
but you know i get it n0body’s got time
[pre-chorus]
i don’t reply
i’m not online
i need a friend
to come and get me when i’m done

[chorus]
can someone tell me how the church will run when father dies
yeah can someone tell me how the church will run when father dies
the world was mine when i was seventeen, you see
now i see the world but the world it don’t see me
yeah it don’t see me

[bridge]
reaper i’m a young man, take a break
folks’ getting older you know i’ll be old like you one day
just let me take my shrivelled heart out of its cage
father you’re smaller i thought that men like you don’t age

[chorus]
can someone tell me how the church will run when father dies
yeah can someone tell me how the church will run when father dies
the world was mine when i was seventeen, you see
now i see the world but the world it don’t see me
yeah it don’t see me
[outro: barrie michael machin]
every individual in a sense is a small society
even if you’re totally on your own your head is full of other people
you do exist, even in your mind, in a social network

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