Holy کے بول

I could gaze on another life On another life On another life I was raised with another right With another right with another right And so I couldn’t go I couldn’t take the aching I know, something to hold Stumble and fold Wasn’t a conversation I am a holy man you are my God I worship at the ground your shoes have trod Pull the thread I'm coming undone Tenderness I show no one Quiet hands take a sacrifice Take a sacrifice Take a sacrifice I understand It will make it right It will make it right It will make it right A bit touching the skin Door on a hinge Something to hold me over Sit, I could forget Hole in the head Something to put me under I am a holy man you are my God I worship at the ground your shoes have trod Pull the thread I'm coming undone Tenderness I show no one