Jesus

[Verse 1]

It's a different sort of thinking for the year ’012

What if Jesus knew what he’s done to them

All throwing up there’s an awful lot of blood

Comes from their hearts cause they can not speak out loud

[Verse 2]

Inside i’m all, not more than you see

I’m the god that he failed to be

My hearts filled with divinity

His times not over he’s got a lot to achieve

[Verse 3]

I’ve never been to Dublin but I know what they love

In cold and dust you could lay down and die

If Fontaines would exist as anything else

It would be for their country nevertheless

Want to be remembered it's a way to stay sane

All the misspelled words going on in your brain

Easy to forget that we’re different inside

It’s the world around who screams in our minds

[Verse 4]

Your self consciousness, your kitchen, your sink

Doing the dishes now it's your time to think

Faith in things and all that I see