Church Doors and Skeptics Lyrics & Tabs by All Get Out

Church Doors and Skeptics

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All Get Out

I found you holding a nail and a fragile piece of paper.
What a lovely plot, nail it to a door.
Two years later with a bag and a bowl.

What a firm grip. Whats true to you?
You found me holding a record sending calls to your hand
"Let me speak to someone sitting close"
Two years later with the cancer in my heart.
What a self-righteous act of youth.
I hope you(we) figure this out.
There's blood on our shoes and we love this room.
Our brothers hands on our heads, a warm touch and an honest prayer.