It's Hard Not to Shake with a Gun in Your Mouth Lyrics

I am not a prophet or a teacher
I am a failure of god
Standing in a circle of my brothers
Their fangs out - their fangs out

Every thing I had I gave to you
Every time I tried I would lose

Its hard not to shake
With a gun in your mouth

Every time I try I hear my mothers voice
And see my mothers eyes
But when hers close im scared so will mine
You are no brothers - you are no brothers

Every thing I had I gave to you
Every time I tried I would lose

Its hard not to shake
With a gun in your mouth

Filing out of the church of cain
Like a thousand foot pious snake
Hiding its sins deep in its stomach
Digesting them one at a time

(and your voice is a sounding trumpet
Announcing the mountains that you've moved - that you've moved
And your voice is a sounding trumpet
Announcing)

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But love is the farthest thing from you
- thing from you!

Every thing I had I gave to you
Every time I tried I would lose

Its hard not to shake
With a gun in your mouth