Saint XCVII (Explicit) - Of Methodist/Chuck Lexander

Lyrics by：Chuck Chong

Composed by：Chuck Chong

Paint me

On the walls of your cathedrals

And come praise me

Because my martyrdom is holy

Don't forsake me love another hate me

Turn your back and shut the door

You know that I hate it

Things I say underappreciated

Only say what's in my heart I mean it

You know I would die for you

But calm it down I'm thinking way too hard

Running out of ways to breathe

Hoping for the day you'll look for me

Boys like me could only dream

Said you thought that I could be your saint

But baby I'm not able in this state

Nineteen ninety seven baby age

Made it hard to win you in your game

But baby it's too late I'm in your dark cloud

Coming over churches know we're young but

Our thunder is relentless

Know we f**ked up I'm your f**k up

Lingering in you but

You still refuse to clear the air for us

So I'll answer the prayers for you

Be the bigger man between us too

In no time I'll go quiet for you

So I can be that saint for you

97 I'm down I'm your

Martyr babe

97 I'm down I'm your

97 I'm down I'm your

Martyr babe

97 I'm down I'm your

So don't underestimate

When you don't reciprocate

I'll show you that I'm confident

Tell me what you need

Won't be there to hold your feet

Show me that you're confident

You know that I hate it

Things I say underappreciated

Only say what's in my heart I mean it

You know I would die for you

But calm it down I'm thinking way too hard

Running out of ways to breathe

Hoping for the day you'll look for me

Boys like me could only dream