The Crux

Lord don’t keep me
Oh release me
I’m Death’s preacher
Strung out cliché
Found out feeling
Concealed lesion
Finds the Kleenex
Girlfriend leeches
You find God
Where I found you
Furnace of most-guarded secrets
Phoenix in a chakra shape-shift
Fire eating, sex evading
Conspirator spitting treason
You find God
Where I found you
You find God
Where I found
You can’t crux me
You can’t crux me
You’ll crux where I found you
And just when it starts to mean something
I go to ground
I go to ground
When I’m armed to the teeth
You go to ground
You go to ground
You’ll go
You could be any other girl
We’ll reconvene in another world
You find God
Where I found you
You can’t crux me
You can’t crux me
You’ll crux where I found you