The Holy Ghost Tabernacle Choir - Joe Dirt God

You make me feel like the shell of a cicada made fragile by the sun
I will never sing aloud again
I will never know a partnership
I will never sing aloud again

My worth for your tepid lifespan is not enough

Building blocks in your foundation
Draw the blood from sacred stone
Brighten eyes just to deceive us
A broken hope from a broken crown

A sliver of hope just to appease us
Oh god they've got you now
Forever selling ourselves
I must know I must know how
I die while you still flourish
I die while you still flourish
I die while you still flourish
I die while you flourish

You make me feel like the shell of a cicada made fragile by the sun

Written by:
Aaron Cooler, Aaron Givens, Nicholas Sargeant, Tanner Hamilton

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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