Senorita Beefeater Lyrics

Senorita Beefeater lyrics

Everyone's footsteps pound like hammers 

to my brain 

And all the
lives I've broke

And all that remains

Everything, everyone around
me reminds me

Of my sins

If I was Mr. Turtle Man

I'd pull my
head back in

I'm not your Jesus

I'm not your

Here in my
shell, alone I dwell

My so called friends come with pitchforks

And
drag me off to hell

‘Cuz I made too many promises

That I
can't alter

I may look like your Jesus

But I can't walk on water

I'm not your Jesus

I'm not your

False, indifference

Not
really here right

Just a lump of clay with a crown of thorns

Could've been the leader of the master race

Or a Greek poet before I
was born

My soul is not my own

It's shared with a thousand fading
dreams

Exposed to the naked eye is why

I'm always picked last on
the team

I'm not your Jesus

I'm not your