Sodastream - Lushington Hall lyrics

The servants you know are in song i don't believe it The brothers are christian boys don't you believe it Because all of their games are of k**ing and pride And you you're helpless The prefects were hanging beneath ready to beat me They must have woken again i was hoping to leave I know i'm on show i was caving again Must i stand here feeling foolish Fear was running down my leg and i wanted to k** him The song was far from me and i got a stare I know god is good he did nothing for me Except sit by the door and bury me in weakness Sorry days again I got a letter from you....