Fear
Heart in jaw
She knows where it hurts
Really really really bad
The sweat on your forehead

Hear your brain screaming where the roads end
The highway and the dirty path
The dirty path

Lie down in the circus of the bank street
Washed out, dead genius in a quiet scream
Work hard, get your bonuses and die quick
No past, nothing after, just a large stream
Thought heaven ain’t getting nothing but the cream
But Jesus cries, Jesus lies, Jesus ain’t free
Well, Jesus cries, Jesus lies, Jesus ain’t free
Jesus cries, Jesus lies, Jesus ain’t free