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Joe Mansman - Below or Above Lyrics



Joe Mansman - Below or Above Lyrics





I've been clawing like a devil's living under my skin
Im like the ox at a slaughter and it's wearing me thin
Singing hymns of the dreadful and the chorus is thick
Yeah the reaper's got me humming along
Been up and down the river and it's aching my bones
Tied up like a harlot while they're throwing their stones
Fear's just a souvenir you take when you go, no bigger lie you believe in

Caught me a silver tongue by the noose and a throe
Hell never bid my stay now it;s calling me home
Heaven's got a place for the wayward sons but they never heard my name at the gates
I could recite my sins till they're burning my lungs i know i'll pay that wage below or above

You get the rot in your stomach at the judgement throne
While the preacher's got em hollerin' and nodding along
There's a debt on the table and blood in my lungs, they say i caught up to Belial in height
Hollow is the son of a father of lies, bred to inherit and colder the eyes
I know how i lived and i know that i'll die but you can never take away what's mine

Caught me a silver tongue by the noose and a throe
Hell never bid my stay now it;s calling me home
Heaven's got a place for the wayward sons but they never heard my name at the gates
I could recite my sins till they're burning my lungs i know i'll pay that wage below or above
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I've been clawing like a devil's living under my skin
Im like the ox at a slaughter and it's wearing me thin
Singing hymns of the dreadful and the chorus is thick
Yeah the reaper's got me humming along
Been up and down the river and it's aching my bones
Tied up like a harlot while they're throwing their stones
Fear's just a souvenir you take when you go, no bigger lie you believe in

Caught me a silver tongue by the noose and a throe
Hell never bid my stay now it;s calling me home
Heaven's got a place for the wayward sons but they never heard my name at the gates
I could recite my sins till they're burning my lungs i know i'll pay that wage below or above

You get the rot in your stomach at the judgement throne
While the preacher's got em hollerin' and nodding along
There's a debt on the table and blood in my lungs, they say i caught up to Belial in height
Hollow is the son of a father of lies, bred to inherit and colder the eyes
I know how i lived and i know that i'll die but you can never take away what's mine

Caught me a silver tongue by the noose and a throe
Hell never bid my stay now it;s calling me home
Heaven's got a place for the wayward sons but they never heard my name at the gates
I could recite my sins till they're burning my lungs i know i'll pay that wage below or above
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Writer: Joe Mansman, Joey Mansman
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Performed By: Joe Mansman
Featuring: the Midnight Revival Band
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: Joe Mansman, Joey Mansman
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