Holy Shit Lyrics

Each night I pray to Kurt Cobain

That the skin I'm living in won't let me die in vain

I'll wipe the sleep from my morning eyes

It lets me know I'm still alive

Everyone is gonna die

Tralla, tralla, tralla

Father, Son, Holy Ghost

Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast

Father, Son, Holy shit

Pearly gates, or firey pit

I was born so far away from home

I forget sometimes where I'm supposed to go

If you could just get here somehow

I'd be feeling at home right now

So I can smash my own windows out

'Cause I lose myself sometimes

The other times I'm fine

I still bleed when I get cut

And I'm still looking for songs to trust

So I can smash my own windows out

Father, Son, Holy Ghost

Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast

Father, Son, Holy shit

Pearly gates, or firey pit

Father, Son, Holy Ghost

Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast

Father, Son, Holy shit

Pearly gates, or firey pit

Father, Son, Holy Ghost

Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast

Father, Son, Holy shit

Pearly gates, or firey pit

Father, Son, Holy Ghost

Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast

Father, Son, Holy shit

Pearly gates, or firey pit

Father, Son, Holy Ghost

Bacon, eggs, dry rock toast

Father, Son, Holy shit

Pearly gates, or firey pit