Leave us, the lying, cheating ones
Bruised by beating a bottled fruit I found
I found love, found jesus christ ripe and filling
This fruits enough to feed myself, and no one else
This meal is enough to heal

Fed me to stay, curious of being thought out
What do our brothers say? Always stay away
They fed me to stay, curious of being thought out
What do our brothers say? Always stay

This heart is, this is where it stays
This is where god is, and this is where it stays

Oh god, I feel it No fonder feeling exists