Holy Sunday Lyrics

I've seemed to develop an idioglossia

That God himself can't even understand

And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often

I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear

My fingers freeze on the gate and I remind myself to cover them

It's too easy watching people go, well, I don't know where

I don't know where. I don't know where

Hey hey

I could lose it all in a poker game

I get sorrow from everything

That I think could redeem

More than likely

I'll get a chance to humiliate

Myself. You can berate

The actions you see

Holy Sunday

Got a quarter to keep my khakis clean

Got a hand up to keep my praises seen

But I'm so damn sad

And sure, I'm open

But can I count on myself to recuperate?

God knows I can emaciate

It's starting to show

And I've seemed to develop an idioglossia

That God himself can't even understand

And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often

I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear

And I've seemed to develop an idioglossia

That God himself can't even understand

And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often

I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear

I'm a Solomon, never satisfied

I always count them, 300 concubines

And I strive for some obscure paradise

I feel indifferent to everything in life

I got a vision late last night

Some shadow glistened

It was the Lord's outline

In his glory, he finally revealed that I'm nothing

Then I burnt up on the inside and I cried

In one desperate, last attempt

I said "Fuck it. God, I'm cursed by karma

Will you fix it? God, I'm asking will you fix it?"

Then I burnt up on the outside and I died

I burnt up on the outside and I died

I burnt up on the outside and I died

I burnt up on the outside and I died

I burnt up on the outside and I

Burnt up on the outside then I died

I burnt up on the outside then I died

I burnt up on the outside then I died

Then I burnt up on the outside and I died

When I passed away, I got a glimpse of the neighbor

She said "For fuck's sake, he could've said it clearer."

But I was miles away and didn't even hear her

She wouldn't comprehend anyway

For sanity's sake, I always avoid mirrors

It's like an opposite fate, except with way more fear

I'm sure that most can relate, but I wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Wouldn't ever hear about it

Cause I've seemed to develop an idioglossia

That God himself can't even understand

And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often

I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear

I've seemed to develop an idioglossia

That God himself can't even understand

And the trouble I find in my heart cover blinds close often

I've got a way with wanting more than I can bear