Christ Sized Shoes

[Verse 1]

My size cannot be found

It's somehow always

Just a half-size shy

Heels and toes

Began to crack and bleed, they're

Stuffed down into

Shoes that I don't need

[Instrumental Chorus]

[Verse 2]

Direct proportions

To the size and weight

Of this chip of shit

I carry on my hip

And at the rate of

My exchanges

I'll never find those

Shoes to fit these feet

[Chorus]

So sing for us

Sing for us

So drink for us

Drink for us, for us

[Verse 3]

My size cannot be found

It's somehow always

Just a half-size shy

The space between

What I have and need is

Somehow always

Just a half-size

[Outro]

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