Jesus by Brand New

Jesus Christ, I’m alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Because this problem is going to last
more than the weekend

Jesus Christ, I’m not scared to die
But I’m a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot,
or do I float through the ceiling?

Or do I divide and pull apart?
Because my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark…