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Letter For God
(专辑: Marbled - 2018)
Round the
time that the
cacti wakes up And the
night owl opens its eyes I'll be waiting by the
rocks on top of the
hill With a
glow stick map of the
sky Oh I've got a
surprise Oh I've got a
surprise Four o-clock on the
balcony with dad I
was just a
wide-eyed kiddy with questions asked "Who made skin and painted my eyelids? Inside of my iris and spaced my thighs, hips?" Amazing scientists couldn't solve or make the
math of it He's like "Of course it's given you proof Never ask a
human first, look up at the
universe it's speaking to you" "Oh Word?" Ever since that day I
don't pray, but study the
pattern of bird flight The
number of female bees in a
beehive divided by the
males Equates like 1.61803 now see I'm Laying out on the
ground that we have been designed But we won't be defined and I
will not decline When all of you look at money you never could see time This is just a
letter for God And all time space beings that are littered abroad I
don't wanna see no tunnel of light More so just a
run-up and a
summary why No questions asked in the
class or church Many left unanswered, pass the
word I
wanna know why earth fills greed and hate Thrust me out there with the
solar waste and let go When the
world burns down into ash Do you sit back and roll the
dice Or do you play it by the
rules and give a
fuck about us And kick your feet back onto the
sky Oh please tell me why Please tell me why I, I
was born a
misfit, could never understand why the
world's sadistic A
kid, the
dipshit who would take the
piss of anybody in a
fundamental clique religion Now I
just let 'em feel safe 'cause they want to be held and blame the
devil for their own mistakes Why bother? I
know the
planets around the
sun, we are not of this earth All we think about is economy worth and our sums But summed up, half of the
poverty and the
slum are some real design, God's son How we end up with a
mass disease? So many loved ones deceased without one, how come? The
real sums inside of an insect, the
side of a
man's face and body just try to inspect The
number's 1.618, I'm tryna understand why the
fuck we great This is just a
letter for God And all time space beings that are littered abroad I
don't wanna see no tunnel of light More so just a
run-up and a
summary why No questions asked in the
class or church Many left unanswered, pass the
word I
wanna know why earth fills greed and hate Thrust me out there with the
solar waste and let go
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