Puritan - Dump Him

Hiding in a bathroom in a french restaurant

On the street that Hutchinson prophesied we’re all gonna die, and God will

destroy Boston

Then was exiled to Bronxville

And when it ends that’s where I’ll go

I don’t think that this theology

Can characterize me

I’ve no affliction; it’s yr projection

When i leave i’ll be vindicated

I want to think the episcopalians at park street

Don’t mind that though, i look like a boy that’s not what I’m going for

Nobody here minds, what the fuck I look like

As long as I don’t speak or if I do it’s not about collective bargaining

I know about…

This theology…

Nothing here was made for me

I’ll show you a real affliction