Kids Carry Germs Sacred Heart
What we hold is true!
There are times when I have to admit.
I feel like a puzzle piece that doesn’t quite fit.
It’s times like these that make me quit.
But you want me to!
What we hold is true!
For everyone who’s stabbed me in the back
This is my therapy a lyrical attack
So for you I’ll give something back
With a heart in my hand and your head to my gat!
Sacred heart!
I wear it on my sleeve so everyone can see
Who we are and what we believe
It was always inside of me