this song is about my frustration at the meaninglessness of existence
lyrics
help me god i would say
once a month when i would pray
acid slings from tongue
when i speak words, compress my lungs discuss
when they sing about my faith
coat over it with a song and dance
i wish my throat could believe in you
but i satiate my life with chance
a roll of the dice to decide what's true
to separate the red and blue
ain't it a damn shame i made violet
tainted your wavelengths with my eyelids
closed in awe of visual snow
genetics gave it to me, no metaphysical woes
painted over you with that brush
fizzing my fingers when i feel the touch
of you singing to me when i'm alone
it's silent tinnitus is bringing me home
was it genetics that gave me perfect pitch?
or is it your outlet to talk to me in a pinch?
i wouldn't know, i've no phone
to commune with you, just metaphysical woes behind my eyelids
when i sleep, i don't get much mileage
i wake up late, and i'm tired of trying
to juggle you with what i've committed to already
secular responsibilities receive first heading
top billing with me, and yet i'm forgetting
what i should have done a few days ago i'm a mess now god you should probably just go