Good Book

I'm more lost than found I'm a sinful man So Put your good book down Take your holy ground I'll take my sinking sand So Put your good book down Welcome to my hell Just go and save yourself Look where the angels fell You just might find me there Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey I've got thorns and crowns Nail holes in my hands Put your good book down I've got some blood poured out Cups filled up with red So put your good book down Welcome to my hell Just go and save yourself Look where the angels fell You just might find me there Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Heard the burning bush Stopped and warmed my hands Paid with flesh in pounds Felt the spirit move Felt him curse this land So put your good book down Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey Ohhhh hey You can never save this unholy roller! You can never save this unholy roller! You can never save this unholy roller! You can never save this unholy roller! You can never save this unholy roller! You can never save this unholy roller!