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• Artiste: Trunks & Tales
• Titre: A Faith For Heathens
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We push on and we push upward We push our clenched fists towards the sun We pray to God not to strike us down At least we would if we believed there was one I put my faith in all my family Just to have faith in any thing I lay my head down just to rest my weary eyes I'll never believe in a God damn thing I'll leave this earth as a jumper Make my way South towards the sea Swallow me as bone and spit me out as ash Consume the best that I can be But you still put your faith in Jesus Cause you can't find faith in anything I'm still breaking all these mirrors in my house Just to prove that we are free, we are free I haven't cleaned my house in six long months I haven't washed my face in weeks I use these scars as reminders Of the solitude I seek I haven't cleaned my house in six long months I haven't washed my face in weeks I use these scars as reminders Of the solitude I seek We push on and we push upwards We push our clenched fists towards the sun We pray to God not to strike us down At least we would if we believed in one