Justin Peter Kinkel-Schuster - Brake Dust lyrics

Lay me on the other side of conscience Other side of God Palm cool water onto my forehead Sing me a song "leaning on the everlasting arms" "just a closer walk with thee is all I want" I shot a sparrow in mama's garden Next to a rose I shot my brother in his right hand When he ratted me out "brother how much do you want to bet?" "well how much have you got?" That's all he said Sunday morning, choking on brake dust Feeling me rust How will I know when I am broken And I've had enough? Just take your sins and make them feel like loves It's just a simple trick I've taught myself