Black Guy Fawkes - Velvet Jesus

Empty bottles on my nightstand
Make new friends day by day
Collecting dust and fingerprints
It's communion in my own way
I pray to whoever's listening
They probably couldn't give a damn
At least they listen to the cries of
A sacrificial lamb

This velvet Jesus hangs there
Judging the moves I make
He Says I can walk on water
But I'm drowning in mistakes

I know the psalms like my own palms
Sing it loud and make them proud
The saints of sins and vinyl record spins
Keep me safe in my own shroud
Still, I live in fear of falling
Out of grace just to find
That is the only revelation
Is not what we've redefined

This velvet Jesus hangs there
Judging the moves I make
He Says I can walk on water
But I'm drowning in mistakes

This velvet Jesus hangs there
Judging the moves I make
He Says I can walk on water
But I'm drowning in mistakes

Written by:
Ian Robinson

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