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Holy the heavens and the pavement.

from Punks Like You​/​King of the Hill by Black Lung

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this is where we found the holy ghost
all of our problems boast the greatest deal of detriment
when the sun comes up we lay arms down
between the crown and blood, we never settled on a fair name
let the lesions on your legs become my arms
particles unscramble til they find a place to see beyond
the tyranny of upper-body, tongue beyond the cheek
point your finger elsewhere, we'll all find a place to sleep
efficiency and progress got you down?
if the sky opens up i'll admit i was wrong
OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD oh no
i've seen the coming of the glory from beyond the collection bowl
i wont climb your sacred towers
i wont embrace your profecies
i cant see your righteous path through your clearing of a forest
i refuse to take a knee to confirm we're all here dying
oh the king thy name
we're still down here
we're still the same

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from Punks Like You​/​King of the Hill, released October 10, 2009
lyrics by Anthony

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