Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stigmata, artist - The Weeks. Album song Gutter Gaunt Gangster, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.09.2012
Record label: Crooked Letter
Song language: English
Stigmata |
Well, I met the man who took my mother |
He put holes inside her arms |
No, they were not marks of stigmata, lord |
Just a drug pumping empty heart |
Well, I met the man who took my father |
Put him in jail and locked him away |
Well, they say he forgot his children lord |
He might remember us again someday |
Well, I met the man who killed my grandmother |
He took her mind as the shotgun blew |
A year later my grandfather followed her |
He’d had enough and shot himself too |
Well, I met the man who took my good friend |
Oh, When he was only seventeen |
I saw him laying in a cushioned coffin lord |
It wasn’t him staring back at me |
I blame the devil, what else could it be |
I blame Jesus he ain’t answering me |
Don’t call me depressed, don’t call me sad |
I’m giving up on this life I had |
I blame the devil, what else could it be |
I blame Jesus he ain’t answering me |
Don’t call me depressed, don’t call me sad |
I’m giving up on this life I had |
I met the man who raped my childhood |
Oh but we were never young it’s true |
But when everyone around you keeps dying lord |
What the hell are we supposed to do |
Well, I met the man who took my sister |
In a new family she will stay |
And it’s true that my mother’s a sinner lord |
She let another family fade away |
I blame the devil, what else could it be |
I blame Jesus he ain’t answering me |
Don’t call me depressed, don’t call me sad |
I’m giving up on this life I had |
I blame the devil, what else could it be |
I blame Jesus he ain’t answering me |
Don’t call me depressed, don’t call me sad |
I’m giving up on this life I had |
I blame the devil |