Televangelist
๐ต 710 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:52 duration
๐ ID: 28676706
๐ Lyrics
My heart is gonna eat itself
I don't need anybody's help
It's just me, the vacant and nobody else
At least that's what I tell myself
I'm an amputee, with a phantom touch
Leaning on an invisible crutch
Pinned to the mattress like an insect to styrofoam
Calling out from my bedroom alone
I know what's in my cannibal chest
That's been dug out like a strip mine 'til there's nothing left
Hold the chorus in between my ears until I go deaf
That remind me exactly what I am every chance they get
Am I a masochist?
Screaming televangelist
Clutching my crucifix
Of white noise and static
All my prayers and just apologies
Hold out a flare until you come for me
Do I turn into light if I burn alive?
If I burn alive
I don't need anybody's help
It's just me, the vacant and nobody else
At least that's what I tell myself
I'm an amputee, with a phantom touch
Leaning on an invisible crutch
Pinned to the mattress like an insect to styrofoam
Calling out from my bedroom alone
I know what's in my cannibal chest
That's been dug out like a strip mine 'til there's nothing left
Hold the chorus in between my ears until I go deaf
That remind me exactly what I am every chance they get
Am I a masochist?
Screaming televangelist
Clutching my crucifix
Of white noise and static
All my prayers and just apologies
Hold out a flare until you come for me
Do I turn into light if I burn alive?
If I burn alive
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.76] My heart is gonna eat itself
[00:16.03] I don't need anybody's help
[00:29.47] It's just me, the vacant and nobody else
[00:49.92] At least that's what I tell myself
[01:03.66] I'm an amputee, with a phantom touch
[01:16.10] Leaning on an invisible crutch
[01:23.37] Pinned to the mattress like an insect to styrofoam
[01:32.13] Calling out from my bedroom alone
[01:39.81]
[01:57.86] I know what's in my cannibal chest
[02:14.46] That's been dug out like a strip mine 'til there's nothing left
[02:31.01] Hold the chorus in between my ears until I go deaf
[02:48.79] That remind me exactly what I am every chance they get
[03:05.23] Am I a masochist?
[03:14.12] Screaming televangelist
[03:17.87] Clutching my crucifix
[03:22.52] Of white noise and static
[03:25.73] All my prayers and just apologies
[03:33.14] Hold out a flare until you come for me
[03:40.43] Do I turn into light if I burn alive?
[04:14.19] If I burn alive
[04:21.60]
[00:16.03] I don't need anybody's help
[00:29.47] It's just me, the vacant and nobody else
[00:49.92] At least that's what I tell myself
[01:03.66] I'm an amputee, with a phantom touch
[01:16.10] Leaning on an invisible crutch
[01:23.37] Pinned to the mattress like an insect to styrofoam
[01:32.13] Calling out from my bedroom alone
[01:39.81]
[01:57.86] I know what's in my cannibal chest
[02:14.46] That's been dug out like a strip mine 'til there's nothing left
[02:31.01] Hold the chorus in between my ears until I go deaf
[02:48.79] That remind me exactly what I am every chance they get
[03:05.23] Am I a masochist?
[03:14.12] Screaming televangelist
[03:17.87] Clutching my crucifix
[03:22.52] Of white noise and static
[03:25.73] All my prayers and just apologies
[03:33.14] Hold out a flare until you come for me
[03:40.43] Do I turn into light if I burn alive?
[04:14.19] If I burn alive
[04:21.60]