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letra de saint of the damned - kxllinme

verse 1
people come to me like i’m built to save
like i ain’t drownin’ in the sh-t i gave
like i’m the guy with advice and peace
when i barely sleep, barely eat
i said it before — i’m f-cked in the head
ain’t nothin’ left to explain, nothin’ left to be said
i’m just as lost as the ones i scan
i just bleed on paper, that’s the plan
plexiglass church, register hymn
door chime say “amen,” cooler hums dim
barcode halo hangin’ off my neck
scanner burn my hands еvery check i press
i bag sin, givе change to ghosts
smile like a priest while i’m hurt the most
they call me saint of the d-mned like i chose that role
but all i did was stay when sh-t got cold
i mop blood, breathe deep, count drawers like beads
receipt-roll prayers for the ones who bleed
if i ever helped, it was luck, not plan
i ain’t a savior — i’m just a man

hook
don’t call me holy, i’m just numb with grace
carryin’ sins i can’t erase
door chime sing like it save us all
but it just echoes down the hall
saint of the d-mned, that’s the name they hand
no wings on my back — just blood on my hands
verse 2
if you knew what’s in my head, you’d run, you’d judge
i solve pain with poison — same dirt, same sludge
call it “healin’,” but it’s war in disguise
i hurt who i love just to feel alive
think revenge when i should think peace
break what’s real so the chaos won’t cease
bless you at noon, then sin by night
act calm all day, lose my sh-t at night
y’all scream “i’m blueface,” but get blue in the face when she dumps you
cry in the dark, then act like it don’t touch you
i ain’t better — i just say it loud
call it growth while i’m spinnin’ around
hold court with ghosts like i’m god of the weak
preach to the hurt while i rot underneath
barcode halo feel tight on my neck
bible warped — i ain’t read that text
i learned how to listen, not how to heal
fake calm in rooms where i don’t feel real
if i’m holy at all, it’s ‘cause i stay in the rot
i live where the pain hits, i bleed where it’s hot

hook
don’t call me holy, i’m just numb with grace
carryin’ sins i can’t erase
door chime sing like it save us all
but it just echoes down the hall
saint of the d-mned, that’s the name they hand
no wings on my back — just blood on my hands
verse 3
deep down i know i’m different when i talk
the air folds, truth hits heavy, turn warm rooms cold
they look at me weird — i don’t care no more
who else gon’ speak what they dyin’ for?

i’m no prophet, just stuck in the grind
seen too much rot to stay out my mind
how you stay holy when the streets still scream?
when everyone’s confession feels like dreams

you sit at home watchin’ pain on repeat
i’m on the front lines, breathin’ the heat
you call this job depressin’ — that’s your view
but they want someone listen through you

you see ruin, i see hearts that ache
and a world that forgot to stay awake
so i stay clocked in, not for a check
because maybe my words can resurrect

chorus
don’t call me holy, i’m just numb with grace
carryin’ sins i can’t erase
door chime sing like it save us all
but it just echoes down the hall
saint of the d-mned, that’s the name they hand
no wings on my back — just blood on my hands

- kxllinme

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