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Jerusalem Syndrome Lyrics
I’m going up, up on my hill
To die on a cross that I carry within
Deep under my skin
I’m wearing a rug, my head is in thorns,
The smallest of rocks is felt by naked toes.
Golgotha of mine – so slippery steep.
Transforming my life
To gear of machine.
And I want to shout.
But mouth’s filled with lies
The ones I made up
Constructing my life.
Surrounded by rust
From voicemails to smiles
I’m buying the trust
Of priests and the trials
The 49th floor
Of dreams turned to files.
I put the wrong Gods
On my pedestals.
Stigmated by cash
I’m martyr for lush
And I want to shout.
But mouth’s filled with lies
The ones I made up
Constructing my life.
Like everyday ritual -
Three minutes in limbo
Till elevator opens the door
Throws me on corporate floor
And I will crawl to the conference room
To die on a cross that I carry within
Deep under my skin
The smallest of rocks is felt by naked toes.
Golgotha of mine – so slippery steep.
Transforming my life
To gear of machine.
But mouth’s filled with lies
The ones I made up
Constructing my life.
Surrounded by rust
From voicemails to smiles
I’m buying the trust
Of priests and the trials
Of dreams turned to files.
I put the wrong Gods
On my pedestals.
Stigmated by cash
I’m martyr for lush
But mouth’s filled with lies
The ones I made up
Constructing my life.
Like everyday ritual -
Three minutes in limbo
Till elevator opens the door
Throws me on corporate floor
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