God

[Verse 1]
All the inside’s moving parts
Feeble makings
The church closed, that I stole
I do it for you God

[Chorus]
Now he sees me
All dirty, muddy, I clean my cuts
And then I go home

[Verse 2]
In my ears I hear the call, my heart is racing
They want my arms to cut them off and use my blood for painting

[Chorus]
Now he sees me
All dirty, muddy, I clean my cuts
And then I go home