Lyrics of The wasted youth orchestra - a letter from stjude

I have never seen the moon this drunk before
My altar is under a blanket
Just inside the hall door
I suppose i should feel something
For everyone out there
And i do

And i want to be of help
I do, i do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through

Once again i cornered into pleasantries
Every martyr turns his hopes into his fees
I suppose i should do something
For everyone out there
And i want to

And i want to be of help
I do, i do want to be of use
I don't know what to do
With all the pray's coming through
Coming through

Pray to me and i'll
Pray to me and i'll...

And i want to be of help,
I do, i do want to be of use
And i want to be of help,
I do, i do want to be of use

I have never ever seen the moon this drunk, drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before
I have never seen the moon this drunk before