Holy Shit Songtext
von Dillinger Four

High and dry you've got a hold of the fucking truth
You've got nothing but a blank hand don't you
In the end it's just a tired explanation and
I can't sit still for the duration
You raised me with my hands raised to the sky
I guess there was a time I believed your ways
I learned to read between the lines I learned to question what they say
And it gets worse before it's over and
There's no truth in clouds above, no luck in clover
And I don't believe that I'd have it any other way
Sunday school at age 9 I thought I was on the winning team
Because I waned to see it, I wanted to need it


It was 9 years of holy shit and I believed it
You raised me with my hands behind my back
I guess there was a time when I broke away
I learned to disregard the lies
I learned to question what they say

I won't look through your lens,
Tainted by intolerance and based on false morality
All in the name greed