Holy water spilt on the bathroom floor
I had a sideways conversation with a one-sided door
They got their ears sawed off with a bible in their hands
Singing hey use this if you ever need friend
Someone else’s fear is another ones prayer
Cause words will mean everything until you’re not there

Six feet under is another superstition
And the liar in the mirror tells you you are who needs fixin’
If you can’t hide your flaws then what the hell you livin’ for?
Cause the faith they share is a preacher with a demon's core

Scripture turns off when the bottle comes out
And every friday night their the talk of the town
They can’t shut their mouths they keep talking bout themselves And come sunday morning they’ll be back to raising hell

Six feet under is another superstition
And the liar in the mirror tells you you are who needs fixin’
If you can’t hide your flaws then what the hell you livin’ for?
Cause the faith they share is a preacher with a demon's core

Yeah you got it all figured
You have it all figured out
You have it all figured out
You have it all figured out

Six feet under is another superstition
And the liar in the mirror tells you you are who needs fixin’
If you can’t hide your flaws then what the hell you livin’ for?
Cause the faith they share is a preacher with a demon’s core