you know i'm not dead!
i'm still here
and neon blast of supernova!
born outloud
a cry out to the crowds
i'm your saviour!
i'm a god
on the way down to the pond
the fish seem to scrub
the bottoms clean
you always find a way
through it all to my
little brain
a little trapped pit
full of poison and flames
i can never have enough
but im not you
im not your pawn in a game with
just a king and a queen and forty million
players
strangle me
strangle me in love
the gods tonight are cheap
sell her body to the game
sell her to my sex
sell her to my simple, loving, and fun tease
she'll be a good thing
i'm on my way down to the pond
you always found a way out
why can't i see straight to the top?
where's the sun?
you taught me all i knew
we've got in touch
but we can never have enough
and underneath it all we find
a simple, plastic face
that seems to stare off
into an infinite, empty space
im living for myself
im just singing for my wife
and beneath those phobias
and overdriven lies
you'll find that the axis
is titling and we're
falling to our side
what can you say
when you know you're a dismal god?
i can't see you
you're lost up in a haze
take your arms and fold them over
because you have lost
the war is folding
im still holding on
you're not a god |
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