clarissa by duster lizzie

my god sings to me night and day
my poor cross tries to run away
my knees burn every time i pray

well if it’s all for heaven’s sake
to set me straight
then i’m afraid
cause i don’t feel the same

don’t feel the same

what’s it take to get medicare?
when i'm sick i just say a prayer
tell my love if i die unfair

that when i ever suffered much
I felt her love
my aspartame
just know it’s not the same

it’s not the same

fuck all of your stories
your shit is getting boring, baby
i've been stuck here wondering
if christ is really all i need

clarissa, i love you
but it’s not the same

• 8-bit
• Electronic
• dance
• hip-hop
• indie pop
• lo-fi pop
• painfully sinning type beat
• pop
• Brooklyn