Bastor from Sophomore by Darth Nater

Day by day you pulled us to the depths
Week by week you ripped our faith to shreds
I don’t want to believe
And that’s my fault but you damn sure helped
And that’s my cross but you damn sure pound the nails

This time I’ll spare you
This time I’ll spare you
I’m waiting for your slip
Have I been too gracious?

And I wonder if your daughters will ever find out what you’re all about
And I hope to your god that they’ll send you back home to the ground

A heathen’s promise
Run faster, Thomas
I’m praying for your slip
I won’t be so gracious...

Rattlesnake shake your candy, I know it’s you tommy
Back off my friend and me
We’ll ride our bikes home through the storm
Thanks for the offer though could I have been warned?
Of the nights that you’d scar me and my best friend
14 and 16 we were just kids

Forgive all your bad deeds?
Do these eyes bear clemency?
Back off my friend and me
We’ll find our way home through the thorns
Thanks for the offer though I’d rather be stoned

A bastard’s promise
Run faster Thomas
I’m calling all your tricks
You make me sick, sick, sick

(Solo)

A bastard’s promise is worthless honestly
I’m calling all your shit
You’ve made me 666

Worthless like good deeds
Do these tears look happy?
Back off my brother and me
We’ll find our way home through the thorns
Thanks for the offer though fuck you and yours

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