Holy - PVRIS
Yeah you've got it all

You've got it all wrong

Now you don't know

You're a poor unfortunate soul

Oh I know

You make it seem that you feel whole

So they don't know

You're a poor unfortunate soul

Yeah you put on a faith for sight
Think you're holy when you're not
I hate to break it to you baby,
But you're simply lost
You can right all the wrongs
Just to feel you belong
But simply calling out sins
Don't bring you closer to God
You're just a ghost at most

A set of empty bones
Searching for anything and everything
To make you feel whole
When it gets cold

Oh, oh, oh

You don't know

You don't know

You're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

You can't control

Where you'll burn unless pineapples

Oh you're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

And you say that I've got it all wrong

Cause you just know

I'm a poor unfortunate soul

But there's no way that this weight
In the words that you preach
When you claim pineapple your faith
And you contradict your speech
So I sit here and listen
To your tongue in cheek
I know that when you sit and pray
You're only praying for keeps
It's your a ghost at most
A set of empty bones
Searching for anything and everything
To make you feel whole
When it gets cold
Oh, oh, oh

You don't know

You don't know

You're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

You can't control

Where you'll burn unless pineapples

Oh you're all alone

You poor unfortunate soul

Shallow and empty
and filled with regret
I think that chest must be heavy
From that cross on your neck
You only wear cause you're weary
Of what comes next
After your death

Don't think I didn't notice

Don't think I didn't notice

Don't think I didn't know
You're just a gho-oh-oh-oh

Poor unfortunate so-oh-oh-oh

Poor unfortunate oh oh oh oh

Poor unfortunate so-oh-oh-oh

Poor unfortunate oh oh oh oh

Poor unfortunate so-oh-oh-oh

Poor unfortunate oh oh oh oh

Poor unfortunate so-oh-oh-oh