God-Ish - PinocchioP

Oh my God Love ends in breaking up, or there something close Your life ends in dying out, or something close Man, it's so damn interesting, cause I wouldn't know Only guessing the story's end, here's how it goes Oh-on Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like What an ish, what an ish Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu A God-ish like Now stop it, just stop it Come on and stop it, just stop it I'm getting worked up, body burning hot Too massive, so massive Dreaming to massive, too massive Big cash rolling right until the end Yay yay Gott ist tot That's God-ish baby face it Yeah it's God-ish either way I want you, want you IQ falling, pouring down the drain So evil-hearted baby Well I'm evil anyway I hate you, hate you, get out of the way With your ugly hair dye, and your eyes, and overflowing lies And your scent, and your clothes, and all the blush you buy It's That-ish, darling, face it Yeah it's That-ish how you chase With your quoting, and how you boast, and your reviews How you're good with people, how you joke, all of your views That's God-ish, baby, face the facts Like that, like that It's got me going mad Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like What an ish, what an ish Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu A God-ish like Thinking beyond, is it angst in our very soul? While looking down upon the peasant's so stupid goals? It's really hard while doing nothing to keep growing old When every light to guide the way is now already sold We play at God and block the word the preachers long have told And find ourselves upon the throne to rule all on our lonesome A prayer of discipline critiquing those all on their own it's Do you know? What nonsense are you spouting, stupid Nonsense honestly I don't know what crap your saying, but it's putting me to sleep We're lacking in attention, ok Everyone agrees Give me something cool to let me dance to beam Disgusting, disgusting God it's disgusting, disgusting I'm now a fan of what I'm meant to hate It's tiny, so small, man your mind is So tiny, it's tiny So alone 'cause you're smarter than the rest The best, the best Gott ist tot That's God-ish, baby, face it Yeah it's God-ish either way Like dying while you swear to God that you're healthy anyway That's super damn depressing Bet you're desperate for a raise How sad, how sad, Epigone born too late With your titles, and your art, your fancy story And your concerts and special songs, that stupid melody It's That-ish, darling, face it Yeah it's That-ish how you chase With your quoting, and how you boast, all your reviews How you're good with people, how you joke, all of your views That's God-ish, baby, face the facts Like that, like that It's got me going mad mad Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like What an ish, what an ish Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu like Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu A God-ish like Love ends in breaking up, or there something like Your life ends in dying out, or something like Man, it sure was interesting to peek from behind I liked it more when I'd dance and not ask why That's life

And just to be completely candid I don't fuck with this life Wish I could step into a cannon Light the fuse and just fly Over the canopy So I can see the land stretchin' out Feel all the things I wish I had Till I come crashing to grounds But I stay floatin' Only hopin' to remember the pleasure Until the days I get so curious To taste a Beretta It gets so serious But mood can vary quick as the weather But even Noah had to bear Through forty days for the better So now I'll come to terms with everything I've done to this moment And only know that I can shoulder Hold it now and just own it Or I can find a side of mind to put it Till it just builds up to rip up Half my decent thoughts The other half get so twisted and pick up Right where I left off I don't believe in distinctions of evil Even when I supersede the seat for judge of the people Never will they budge they brand it good or the bad They're mistaken If it's yours or theirs Which life do you think they're gonna be takin Or Maybe I can make it to another day Andale On we go to conquer woes And offer those with a prophecy Offering to off your demons In our dreams when we're off to sleep On to those who don't believe in holy ghosts Well they're onto me... And I can only wonder why you'd be fond of me I don't blame the ones who hate me Shit, I'm one of you honestly But if I know anything While still forgetting a lot of things It's that I can be allotted Small amounts of some decency Recently I found it deep in me But now I'm just hoping That I can tap it, build a map To carry back to the moment That only had me laughing spastically Remember the happy Until I'm shaken from this dream It seems that I was just napping So can it happen? If it's gonna rather sooner than later So all my loved ones can just move on From my ardent behavior I'm snapping at your Lord and Savior Tell Her give me an answer and after Maybe I can stay here as Her tiniest dancer This stanza's running on too long I think I'll cut it to sever Before I get so buried into it Forgettin' if whether I'm speaking all my deepest truths to you but what'll it do If it turns out everything I'm saying's just a desperate attempt to be clever Then I don't get it... I really don't get it But if I don't say everything Then ima live to regret it As long as I said it My head can be at relative peace Up until my demons come-a-knockin To collect the forgotten... Demons come-a-knockin To collect the forgotten I'd like to think I would've stayed But that was never an option All of my actions lead me backwards But if it's gonna happen I'll make it quick so all my loved ones Can just get back to laughin'