Heaven Wasn't Built To Hold Me Lyrics - In Some Way Shape Or Form - Four Year Strong

They sink down deeper 

While still dodging the creeper 

Of the blue collar classic motif 

Let it fall into the sea 

With your perfect posture 

Still a crooked spine 

While the flume you protect starts to leak 

Can't buy pride with good intentions 

Whoa whoa 

I fee l like I'm a saint 

Whoa whoa 

But I'm treated like a ghost 

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You starve for attention 

But you've been biting the bullet for years 

You betrayed my trust 

To learn my secrets 

And manifest my fears 

The cause and effect 

For the simple minded 

It's pulled you in 

The ugliness whose pocket book you've loaded 

Can't buy luck with no religion 

Drifting through life without a trace 

Heaven won't take me 

But Hell can't wait 

You can't break this spell 

You can save me 

You can't right my wrongs 

You can't part the sea 

Heaven wasn't built to hold me 

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Whoa whoa 

I feel like I'm a saint 

Whoa whoa 

But I'm living with a curse