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Jesus Is Dead (Explicit)

Bleachers
2024-03-083:01 minSynced lyrics

"Jesus Is Dead (Explicit)" is a song by Bleachers, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:01 long and contains 44 lines and 253 words.

Lyrics

0:00Jesus Is Dead - Bleachers
0:03Each night I pray that I'll meet God
0:07Under the worry of my thoughts
0:10Uh huh
0:15Nothing better than to be
0:19All Phantom Thread with somebody
0:22So nice
0:28A kid I used to babysit
0:31Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench
0:35Uh huh uh huh
0:38Oh yeah
0:40Tell them to grease the wheels
0:43Pull the arrow back start the appeal
0:46I'm not the man who sold the world
0:52I saw exactly what I asked
0:55For I'm the well adjusted herb
0:59Uh huh
1:05A teenage girl just sized me up
1:08It's something I don't wanna discuss
1:11Uh huh what's wrong
1:15Oh yeah
1:17Tell them to grease the wheels
1:20Pull the arrow back start the appeal
1:23I'm not the man who sold the world
1:29Jesus is dead and so's New York
1:32I built a place right down the shore
1:36It's nice
1:41Do you remember DFA
1:44Miss hapes and oh the great Longwave
1:48I do and I miss it
1:52All the time
1:54Tell them to grease the wheels
1:57Flip the hour glass start up the steal
2:00I'm not the man who sold the world
2:06We drove forever and the venue herbs
2:09Took all of our money and all of our merch
2:13**** off
2:18So let's make it Bleachers make it shore
2:21The louder you scream the harder he blows
2:25You know what I mean
2:28Tex as man cause a scene
2:55Tell them to grease the wheels
2:58Pull the arrow back start the appeal
3:01I'm not the man who sold the world
Jesus Is Dead - Bleachers
Each night I pray that I'll meet God
Under the worry of my thoughts
Uh huh
Nothing better than to be
All Phantom Thread with somebody
So nice
A kid I used to babysit
Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench
Uh huh uh huh
Oh yeah
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
I saw exactly what I asked
For I'm the well adjusted herb
Uh huh
A teenage girl just sized me up
It's something I don't wanna discuss
Uh huh what's wrong
Oh yeah
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
Jesus is dead and so's New York
I built a place right down the shore
It's nice
Do you remember DFA
Miss hapes and oh the great Longwave
I do and I miss it
All the time
Tell them to grease the wheels
Flip the hour glass start up the steal
I'm not the man who sold the world
We drove forever and the venue herbs
Took all of our money and all of our merch
**** off
So let's make it Bleachers make it shore
The louder you scream the harder he blows
You know what I mean
Tex as man cause a scene
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world

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