Lyrics Televangelist - Julien Baker

Televangelist

My heart is gonna eat itself
I don’t need anybody’s help
It’s just me, the vacant, and nobody else
At least that’s what I tell myself
'Cause I’m an amputee with a phantom touch
Leaning on an invisible crutch
Pinned to the mattress like an insect to styrofoam
Calling out from my bedroom alone
And I know what’s in my cannibal chest
That’s been dug out like a strip mine till there’s nothing left
Hold the chorus in between my ears until I go deaf
That remind me exactly what I am every chance they get
Am I a masochist screaming televangelist?
Clutching my crucifix of white noise and static
All my prayers are just apologies
Hold out a flare until you come for me
Do I turn into light if I burn alive?