And you stare at me In your jesus christ pose Arms held out Like youve been carrying a load And you swear to me You dont want to be my slave But youre staring at me Like I need to be saved In your jesus christ pose Arms held out In your jesus christ pose Thorns and shroud Like its the coming of the lord And I swear to you That I would never feed you pain But youre staring at me Like Im driving the nails In your jesus christ pose And you stare at me In your jesus christ pose Arms held out like its The coming of the lord And would it pay you more to walk on water Than to wear a crown of thorns It wouldnt pain me more to bury you rich Than to bury you poor In your jesus christ pose
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