Cymbals Eat Guitars - Beam lyrics

Beam me up to Jesus Beam me up to Jesus I'm ready Spider on the water He's a spider on the water Save me please I got this hollowed book Full of my boring secrets I quit this year but then I bought a pack Have five or six then wet the rest I need this voice to sing The song's the only thing that Marks the time Catch the breeze Weary of Fake epiphanies Not the man That I hoped That's alright No one knows Saying "hey" to Satan He's a dog in the yard on Morningstar Half a bu*tered bagel That I slip under the fence as an offering Hot but his breath is freezing And all I am is guilty I quit this year but then I bought a dime I ride the train Count every pharmacy It's all we've got Out on this f**ing rock I'm Marking the time Catch the breeze Weary of Fake epiphanies Not the man That I hoped That's alright No one knows But me But me