Church Of The Drive Thru Elvis Lyrics

And there's someone always laughing over me A taste of my inferiority It mocks me and weakens me Emphasises what is wrong with me And now that I am not content to be A weak impression of what used to be I wake up in terror To see that I am so incredibly low We are all sinners alone You take life better than me My wheelchair sinks into the sand Like blooms fractured and torn Everyone's a sinner baby that's for sure No conduit messiah god-like With halo aesthetically Appease my all consuming vanity And now that I am not content to be A weak impression of what used to be I wake up in terror To see that I am so incredibly low We are all sinners alone Spirit serene It's my spirit so serene You take life better than me My wheelchair rolls into the sea Tender blooms fractured and torn We're all sinners alone