letra de temple mirrors - josh.
roll up to church, said my name is josh
girls be all like: “o my gosh
the ways
he gives praise
o—just you watch”
cuz i got my fresh kicks, church clothes
style for days, and down to my toes
high top, no fade
never show to service a minute late
holier than thou—
maybe, but i ain’t judging
call me devout
shoo, it ain’t nothin
head to the room where the preacher comes out
gives a good word, good and sound
im convicted now
but later just doubt
we move to singing and the music gets loud
people in the front row giving a shout
raise my own voice and become one with the crowd
but after everything, am i lifting praise or just praising myself?
the feeling p-sses and after we’re through
i chat up my peeps and bid them adieu
done with my mingling, so i’m ready to go
stomach is tingling and i call it holy ghost
it’s also possible that i’m simply feeling starved
religious euphoria’s great but i head to my car
outta church, on to chick-fil-a
until i remember: they’re closed on sundays
christian chicken: yeah, i need a fixin
but i guess now that it’ll have to wait
so what can replace?
bojangles or pdq might be okay
all i know is i gotta get some food
some cl-ssic canned campbell’s i guess will have to do
eat that mess up, but first give a blessing
gotta show thanks, you know i ain’t messing
they say jesus ate amongst tax collectors, and sinners
i eat with my acquaintances, and a breadwinner
rabbit-hole believer may be what i am:
but what’s wrong with preferring my old lit fam?
i suppose learning how to turn around sometimes puts me in a loop
still—h-ll’s a lot hotter than this chicken noodle soup
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