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The Gospel Truth Lyrics - No Now - Clarence Clarity

You're just a memory that you should give up 

Forgotten cemetery that you should dig up 

Your luck is surfacing so drink from your cup 

Double-think everything, jumping the gun 

 

Boy you know who you are 

Death magnet, poison dart 

You are maker of your best bad luck 

And you ain't ever gonna reach the stars 

 

I can't save myself from me 

 

Now and then, as I feel I'm about to give up 

Now and then, as I feel I'm about to give up 

The disease looking at me 

Scratching my insides 

And haunting my sleep and 

Preaching the Gospel Truth 

 

If you're fidgety and starting to cluck 

The perfect remedy you couldn't think up 

And if you're hearing this voice from above 

Shrink-wrap the fucker and drown it in love 

 

Boy you know who you are 

Choked up, jumped up, cock-star 

Pre-teen, Spring Break sex-art 

Hit that if you could just get hard 

 

I can't save myself from me 

 

Now and then, as I feel I'm about to give up 

Now and then, as I feel I'm about to give up 

The disease looking at me 

Scratching my insides 

And haunting my sleep and 

Preaching the Gospel Truth 

 

Holy Father, I know these are constructions 

Holy Mother, been feeling your contractions 

Holy Moses, ain't nothing but human 

Holy Jesus, I'm glowing in your image 

 

Crucifix in my lap, like that 

A more satisfying erection 

Lucifer off my back, like that 

I'm the Final Revelation 

 

Now and then, as I feel I'm about to give up 

Now and then, as I feel I'm about to give up 

The disease looking at me 

Scratching my insides 

And haunting my sleep and 

Preaching the Gospel Truth 

Fuck the disease looking at me 

Scratching my insides 

And haunting my sleep and 

Preaching the Gospel Truth 

Are you remember?




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Artist: Brett Young