Name the father, son & the fixer
And to the warmth we all feel inside
Strap it on and pour the elixir
To the days we count as aliveConcrete Jesus in a hell of a fix
He makes his living on a heavy-handed mix
MoreBlack daze, white haze
Shoot me down the adrenaline highway
Black daze, white haze
Shoot me up, count me aliveSeem to pray whenever I need it
Seem to sin whenever I want
Strap it on intending to bleed it
An easy mark, so nonchalantConcrete Jesus got the law on his side
He gets his kicks pissing on my pride
Call in the fixer
MoreAmputated spirit, executed soul
None but the shell of before
Exterminated feel it as it fills the hole
Here them screaming, they want more
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