Lyrics James Was a Cactus - The Weight Of Atlas, Cory Brunnemann

James Was a Cactus

This is a fucking threat.
I’ve been waiting for you
To make your move been biding my time
Tell you’re out of line, so I can show them you deserve this
Make your move
So make your move
But don’t let go.
And I can’t tell these saints from sinners
When I could end this so much quicker
If I were to kick when you’re down
Oh I’m not gonna lose out
Despicable, Predictable
You stare at broken mirrors
Blinded by the smoke you breathe
And now I’ve turned the tables
This time you’ll get what you deserve.
I won’t be fooled again
I won’t be fooled again
I won’t be fooled again
Not again
I won’t be fooled again,
And I can’t tell these saints from sinners
When I could end this so much quicker
If I were to kick you when you’re down
Oh I’m not gonna lose
And I can’t tell these saints from sinners
When I could end this so much quicker
If I were to kick you when you are down
Oh I’m not gonna lose out.
I hope you remember me
For the man that you want to be
I am your saviour
I will not falter
God, I am God
We are God, this is God
All this is mine
And I can’t tell these saints from sinners
When I could end this so much quicker
If I were to kick you when you’re down
Oh I’m not gonna lose
I’ll wrap you up in misery
Held up high beyond belief
So when your feet do grace the ground
You will never be found
And I can’t tell these saints from sinners
When I could end this so much quicker
I I were to kick you when you’re down
Oh I’m not gonna lose
Out
Well I read through the lines so perfectly
And still you continue to pester me
This is the end this is the end you fucking cunt