Lyrics

Gold cross on your first communion Got stoned at the school reunion Moved away and unfriended the Jesus freaks Tarot cards, now you tell the future Learned how on your Mac computer Still putting your faith in something you can't see Everybody's hooked on something Second chances are a second coming Some kind of savior to say you're so unique A new mantra every other week All my friends are finding new beliefs Bought a ticket for a soul vacation Yoga mat, morning meditation Another self-help book to set you free Spent your savings and your whole life searching A big believer 'til the drug stopped working Now your looking for another remedy Everybody's hooked on something Second chances are a second coming Some kind of savior to say you're so unique A new mantra every other week All my friends are finding new beliefs Clinging to any meaning you can find We're all desperate to feel something divine Always looking for a sign Everybody's hooked on something Second chances are a second coming Some kind of savior to say you're so unique A new mantra every other week All my friends are finding All my friends are finding All my friends are finding new beliefs
Writer(s): Katie Pruitt, Mike Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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