Jesus Christ Pose

And you stare at me in your Jesus Christ pose

Arms held out like you've been carrying a load

And you swear to me you don't want to be my slave

But you're staring at me like I, like I need to be saved, saved

Like I need to be saved, saved

In your Jesus Christ pose

In your Jesus Christ pose



Arms held out, in your Jesus Christ pose

Thorns and shroud like it's the coming of the lord

And I swear to you that I would never feed you pain

But you're staring at me like I'm, like I'm driving the nails, nails

Like I'm driving the nails, nails

Like I'm driving the nails (Nails), nails (Nails), nails (Nails)

Like I'm driving the nails (Nails), nails

Jesus Christ pose, in your Jesus Christ pose



Arms held out, in your Jesus Christ pose

Thorns and shroud like it's the coming of the lord

Would it paid you more to walk on water than to wear a crown of thorns

It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich than to bury you poor

(Poor) In your Jesus Christ pose

(Poor) In your Jesus Christ pose