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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gurriers
Gurriers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben O'Neill
Ben O'Neill
Composer
Daniel Hoff
Daniel Hoff
Composer
Emmet White
Emmet White
Composer
Mark MacCormack
Mark MacCormack
Composer
Pierce Callaghan
Pierce Callaghan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Greaves
Alex Greaves
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
And now the Pope says his prayers to the empty rows of chairs
And looms into the back to see the black again
Sounds the alarm and moves toward the underground
He moves like a sleuth who just lit a fuse
Moves down the stairs for its final use
And sees all the kids playing music again
[Verse 1]
It's just pure art
No sticklers form
Their bodies broken, wrecked, and worn
All terrible minds, all torn
I'm testing life, we're all alone
God gave them wings in a no-fly zone
The faith is drained from head to toe
Flocked to the seas, feeling rough
They look around, and that's enough
[Chorus]
And now the Pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
And now the Pope says his prayers
[Verse 2]
And I'll follow my bloodlines
Working class and decisive
Where did you get yourself sorted, pal?
No one wants their wallet on the side of leaner
And we're all cogs in this well-oiled machine
The office space looked inviting
No remnants of nuns, it's a cash grab
The body of Christ ate like a feast
A sleight of the hand, the mark of the beast
All left alone to eat
[Verse 3]
I can't say for sure, when the time comes
You'll know the signs
He'll appear in minds
Please believe me, he will seek you
If you seek his face, prosperity waits
[Chorus]
And now the Pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
And now the Pope says his prayers to those empty rows of chairs
[Bridge]
God is dead, God is dead, God is dead
I can't see him, but know he's out there
I feel his fire, like funeral pyres
When he says the word, you can stay and feel
When it's time, all you'll do is kneel
[Outro]
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
Whatever, whatever, whatever
[Outro]
I'll be on my knees
No time to breathe
I need release or just believe
I'm in my head, somebody said
I left my halo by your bed
[Outro]
I'll be on my knees
No time to breathe
I need release or just believe
I'm in my head, somebody said
I left my head
[Outro]
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
I'll say whatever
Whatever, whatever
Written by: Ben O'Neill, Daniel Hoff, Emmet White, Mark MacCormack, Pierce Callaghan
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