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Abhi The Nomad

Play God

 

Play God

(album: Modern Trash - 2019)


Creatures of the sea don't like us
Or they ain't made they mind up
Land of the beasts' where you'll find us
Until the end of time comes

So we play God for free
You know It won't take off
Please take your seats for me
Said the ocean and the trees

There's dollars for a cause where you sign up
But I ain't made my mind up
When I heard the breeze it was silence
Now I hear it say times up

Why'd you burn down my house?
You know It won't work out
Don't cut down the clouds for me
Said the birds and the bees

I don't want I don't want I don't want trouble
To write another song and I pray that you love me I love you
A letter for the bark and the cracks in the rubble
Indebted for my life, high time That I sung you (phew
All the pain that I brung you, We dumb dumb and scum
We chum not above you, Bump bump b-bump I know when you're angry,
Can't be killed like all the ants in my pantry

I had to fly over waters for years and for years I had died when I heard somebody cry
Might be news to some but for years and years I would breathe all the toxic gas in the sky

(Okay like yeah)

Creatures of the sea don't like us
Or they ain't made they mind up
Land of the beasts' where you'll find us
Until the end of time comes

So we play God for free
We know It won't take off
Please take your seats for me
Said the ocean and the trees

Don't you burn down my house
You know It won't work out
Don't cut down the clouds for me
Yeah, said the birds and the bees

Play God for me

For in this wicked time
One day our souls will pass
And we will settle in this earth
They'll call us modern trash

done

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