houston- I see God
if your a God above
why not just call it love: anything you do
kill steel
what the hell
we say to you
we’re the hunted prey
we didn’t ask to play
but if i had it all i guess i do the very same to you
[when ya gonna come, so damn tired of all the fun]
with so much time to kill
so predictable
i need a monkey or an ape to shake it up
mabye a greatest story
to show my awsome glory
if I were god ther’d be no such thing as luck
we’re fucked the day your born
live’n like a storm
run round with danger
burning up the grave
their hardly calling home
siting on my thrown – make another stranger
and put him through the battle of a day
I might come for a visit
but keep em guessing with it
a story, when you know the villen, aint no fun
I‘d make a law to love me
and burn the ones that can’t see
or hear me shouting to the deaf and dead and dumb
and i might save a few
put em in a zoo
let the angels and the demons feed em’ some
but watch out they bite
i made them with a fight
cause hunting aint no fun unless they no how to run
we’re so fucked the day your born
live’n like a storm
run round with danger
burning up the grave
and no ones calling home
siting on my thrown – make another stranger
and put him through the battle of a day
their hardly calling home
just sitting on my throne
when ya gonna come
tired of danger
tired of all the fun
fuck the day we’re born
live’n like a storm
run round with danger
burning up the grave
and no ones calling home
siting on my thrown – make another stranger
and put him through the battle everyday…
