I have never seen the moon this drunk before
My altar is under a blanket
Just inside the hall door
I suppose I should feel something
For everyone out there
And I do
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through
Once again I cornered into pleasantries
Every martyr turns his hopes into his fees
I suppose I should do something
For everyone out there
And I want to
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through
Pray to me and I'll
Pray to me and I'll...
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I have never ever seen the moon this drunk, drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
Wasted Youth Orchestra - A Letter to St. Jude Lyrics
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I have never seen the moon this drunk before
My altar is under a blanket
Just inside the hall door
I suppose I should feel something
For everyone out there
And I do
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through
Once again I cornered into pleasantries
Every martyr turns his hopes into his fees
I suppose I should do something
For everyone out there
And I want to
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through
Pray to me and I'll
Pray to me and I'll...
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I have never ever seen the moon this drunk, drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
My altar is under a blanket
Just inside the hall door
I suppose I should feel something
For everyone out there
And I do
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through
Once again I cornered into pleasantries
Every martyr turns his hopes into his fees
I suppose I should do something
For everyone out there
And I want to
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through
Pray to me and I'll
Pray to me and I'll...
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
And I want to be of help
I do, I do want to be of use
I have never ever seen the moon this drunk, drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before