You Think You're (John Fucking Lennon) Songtext
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You Think You're (John Fucking Lennon) Songtext
Burning shut
Work shut
It′s serenity for worms
And you'll bow to the son
You know, you don′t know, you don't know, you don't know, you don′t know
Shut steal
Touch the hands of your glowing Christ
Burning shut
No, you don′t know, you don't know, you don′t know, you don't...
I′ve got a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I've a handle on the fiction
I′m losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my...
I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip 'cause I′m losing my fingers
I′m losing my fingers, I'm...
Shiftless mouth of Judas
Did you spit in his fucking face
Or ease the burden?
No, you don′t know, you don't know, you don′t know, you don't know
Shoot, cleanse off
Why just live with your fucking faith?
Burning shut
No, you don′t know, you don't know, you don't know, you don′t know
I′ve got a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my
I've a handle on the fiction
I′m losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I′m losing my fingers, I'm...
Man, like wait, wait
It won't stop burning shut
Burning shut
Burning shut
Burning shut
Burning and it won′t stop
And it burns, and it burns, and it burns
I′ve got a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my
I try to handle my BI like a GI, unnerved at your door
Burning shut
Burning shut
Work shut
It′s serenity for worms
And you'll bow to the son
You know, you don′t know, you don't know, you don't know, you don′t know
Shut steal
Touch the hands of your glowing Christ
Burning shut
No, you don′t know, you don't know, you don′t know, you don't...
I′ve got a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I've a handle on the fiction
I′m losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my...
I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip 'cause I′m losing my fingers
I′m losing my fingers, I'm...
Shiftless mouth of Judas
Did you spit in his fucking face
Or ease the burden?
No, you don′t know, you don't know, you don′t know, you don't know
Shoot, cleanse off
Why just live with your fucking faith?
Burning shut
No, you don′t know, you don't know, you don't know, you don′t know
I′ve got a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my
I've a handle on the fiction
I′m losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I′m losing my fingers, I'm...
Man, like wait, wait
It won't stop burning shut
Burning shut
Burning shut
Burning shut
Burning and it won′t stop
And it burns, and it burns, and it burns
I′ve got a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my fingers
I, I′ve a handle on the fiction
I'm losing my grip ′cause I'm losing my
I try to handle my BI like a GI, unnerved at your door
Burning shut
Burning shut
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