girlcrush - Holly and Rosemary

You might have thought that I’d found God by the way I wear my grandmother’s rosary
All the time like a gold chain
I recognise your confusion, so forgive the delusion
I just like the blessings of the blessed on my skin
Hopefully it might clear up the blotches on my neck
If I try hard enough I could believe, it’s something I like the sound of
There’s something in the silence when no one’s next to me
I’ll be your Whore of Babylon when you’re threading your beads
I know I cannot blame you for all the mistakes that I have made
I’m just a jar of clay, both a sinner and a saint
If I dared to speak the words they might just label me insane
So I put it in a song and I pray that’s not the same
My granny speaks no English, stop wasting time, our day will come
When there are no bastards left under the setting sun
And the Kings of all the colonies are left in beggars clothes
And you, and you, and I have some place to call our own, yeah
And you, and you, and I have made a loving, happy home
And on Sundays I have something, not just staring at my phone

Written by:
William McCullion

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