NEON CATHEDRAL LYRICS - Macklemore and Ryan Lewis

NEON CATHEDRAL LYRICS - Macklemore and Ryan Lewis

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Round here they sing broken hymns

They prayers flow better when I’m soaked in gin

The air is rusty and sits in the corner

Bad bartender that’ll pickpocket your heart

And a jukebox that’ll steal your quarter

Bartender, please give me a confession

Exchange fear for courage in the form of a well drink

There’s a heavy current, got a long way to swim

Closed the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for this sin

Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it hits

Got some fire in my belly and a riot in the gut

Bushmills for a bandade, the sweet taste of blood

Then I might actually feel something if I don’t cover it up

Watch their faces, familiar places

Even if they didn’t left it by the booth that they stayed in

The motel next door, a sign that reads vacant

And a truth that’s so strong I’d be a fool not to chase it

But yea, I’m a fool and I stay here

Hope these problems bail themselves, I die in wait here

One more, four more, bucket a night cap

Service starts at 5 tomorrow and I’ll be right back

Underneath this fragile fate

Lives a battle between pride and shame

But I’ve misplaced that sense of fight

This crown of thorns is crunched inside my spine

But listen closely as I testify

Dependency has been a thief at night

Thief at night, thief at night

I read the Bible but I forgot the verses

The liquor store is open later than the churches

Pure by their imperfections, everything is burning

To hell with the confessions, oh the Lord immerses

Blessed in holy water, the sin of Holy Father

Have you ever smelled bless that smells atmonic vodka

11 AM in the morning and you can’t get it off yet

Comment to the preacher but it’s like the pastor isn’t talking

Until the store opens I can read up on that doctrine

The people close to me say I’m in need of a doctor

Think that I got a problem but these are not apostils

This the drink of the Lord, that’s according to my gospel

Open to interpretation, if you’re judging it I don’t want it

I got tins that scole like my throat when I hit the bottle

And I’m sinking and that’s why I keep on drinking

I need a refill, bar more than once every weekend

Sweet Jesus, I’m getting amnesia

Shaking til I’d get a taste, my faith is having seizures

Every time I walk away and try to leave it

Every time I walk away and try to leave it

Wouldn’t miss it for the world

Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church

Traded my artist and I conned off the easel

Spend it all searching for God at the neon cathedral

Wouldn’t miss it for the world

Baptized my vices and the bar is my church

Traded my artist and I conned off the easel

Spend it all searching for God, neon cathedral

Neon cathedral

Underneath this fragile fate

Lives a battle between pride and shame

But I’ve misplaced that sense of fight

This crown of thorns is crunched inside my spine

But listen closely as I testify

Dependency has been a thief at night

Thief at night, thief at night

Dependency has been a thief at night

Thief at night, thief at night

Dependency has been a thief at night

Thief at night, thief at night