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My baby shot me on a mountain topI get my kicks, yeah, from the bottoms upAnd all of these people saying they've had enoughWell I don't think that you'd understandI've done my fair share of my unfair shitThat doesn't mean you'll get away with thisI hid your name upon the quilt I knitStill, I don't think that you'd understandIn the basement prayingSinging, "Jesus, what's my name? And do willingsinners get the same redemption?"She's a holy cross, it's one more battle lostWell I guess that's worth the cost of my intentionsI hurt for all that need a sufferingA crucifixion of my upbringing'Cause being empathetic that's one thingBut I don't think they'd all understandI put abrasions on the hearts I growAnd say they're better for the things they knowAnd still, I hate they way it's come to showthat I don't think that you'd understandSongtexteIn the basement prayingSinging, "Jesus, what's my name? And do willingsinners get the same redemption?"She's a holy cross, it's one more battle I lostWell I guess that's worth the cost of my intentionsAnother death upon a mountain topOur loves are nothing but some real shit luckRemember when we used to give a fuck?Well I don't think the lord understandsAnd why the hell'd it take so long to grow?Perhaps we worship all the things we knowStuck in the landing of your vertigo Aus Songtexte Mania