my baby shot me on a mountain top i get my kicks yeah from the bottoms up and all of these people saying they ve had enough well i don t think that you d understand i ve done my fair share of my unfair shit that doesn t mean you ll get away with this i hid your name upon the quilt i knit still i don t think that you d understand in the basement praying singing jesus what s my name and do willing sinners get the same redemption she s a holy cross it s one more battle lost well i guess that s worth the cost of my intentions i hurt for all that need a suffering a crucifixion of my upbringing cause being empathetic that s one thing but i don t think they d all understand i put abrasions on the hearts i grow and say they re better for the things they know and still i hate they way it s come to show that i don t think that you d understand in the basement praying singing jesus what s my name and do willing sinners get the same redemption she s a holy cross it s one more battle i lost well i guess that s worth the cost of my intentions another death upon a mountain top our loves are nothing but some real shit luck remember when we used to give a fuck well i don t think the lord understands and why the hell d it take so long to grow perhaps we worship all the things we know stuck in the landing of your vertigo