Shake it out, shake it out
God, I need another round, another round, another round,
another I could feel it now.
I felt the lord in my father's house.

I could see, I could see
standing we were seventeen make it clean
I am the living ghost of what you need
I am everything eternally
God, just speak

cuz I'm done being done with the funeral at least for now
are you tired of being alone, are you tired of being alone?

Shake it out, shake it out
God, I need another round, another round,
for the other wasn't wanted and I heard it out.
I felt the lord in my father's house.
I could see, I could see
standing you were seventeen make it clean
I am the living ghost of what you need
I am everything hypocrisy
Can't you see?

cuz I'm done being done with the funeral at least for now
are you tired of being alone, are you tired of being alone?



I felt the world begin
to peel off all my skin
and i felt the weight within
reveal the bigger mess
that you never fix