Holy Shot Holy Shot Lyrics

I tried to convince you that you're okay

But you were never okay, aren't you?

And I tried to convince you you're thinking straight

But you're all over the place, aren't you?

Well long ago there was this Shepard who would

Convince himself to roam to make him feel alive

And when he reached the ocean he knew he couldn't turn back

And cast all of his sheep out to die

So if something big compels you to drop all of your things

And then chain your mind to your own desire

Careful who comes with you and careful who you're leaving

You might just burn them in your own fire

So,

Holy shot, pick your shot to throw at me

Holy shot pick the way you want me to leave

Holy shot pick the way you want me to burn

And will the path to your god make you bleed or hurt

Make you bleed or hurt

And you left these crystal clear rivers

For gold hills and dragon and sycamore

And you left these crystal clear rivers

For golden hills with dragon and sycamore

Holy shot, pick your shot to throw at me

Holy shot pick the way you want me to leave

Holy shot pick the way you want me to burn

And will the path to your god make you bleed or hurt

Holy shot, pick your shot to throw at me

Holy shot pick the way you want me to leave

Holy shot pick the way you want me to burn

And will the path to your god make you bleed or