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myles bullen - godornot lyrics

[intro]
“put me on her knee when i was eight years old, no yeah, eight years old and she read me a book about santa claus. and then she said, now, when we get to the end of the book she said, ‘you know santa claus isn’t real, right?’ +whistle+ and i was like, ‘uh, i mean, sure if you’re gonna allow me to admit that i know that, yeah, that’s great.’ and she’s like, ‘it’s the same thing with god’.”

[chorus]
and if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
i think you’re beautiful beyond belief don’t let them sell you shame
and if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
i think you’re beautiful beyond belief don’t let ‘em sell you shame

[verse]
freedom fighting fumble friendship f+cking patience percussion with candles lit
eating ugly reading ts elliot discussions and abandonment
rhythm rhyme paints brain habits of habit cruising on bikes and waiting in traffic
used to hitchhike we travel we trust magic and i prolly done things you could never imagine
travel locations with starving patients to get it with a fatass passion and minimal ambition
truth is i attract and i am trapped in indecision necessary fear that i believe we’ve no fiction

[verse]
brick and mortar morals glass heart shattered fragments on the asphalt
curiosity k!lled the catcall with baseball bat
next to the comfort of insecurity
is a safe sp+ce that scares you
inability
acid raindrops burn copper paint stops no author
rust to piece love the colors corroding like l+st between us
unloaded baggage and bandaging cuts
endless edges to this picture frame
endless edges to this picture frame
so mister let your innards spill
with way too much time to fill
you’ve got
splinters under fingernails
another hurt person left in jail
to rot
with god or not
[bridge]
i was reincarnated to carve out complicated conversations about incarcerated carnations
burnt orange petals that belong in the meadow
got uprooted and trapped behind scr+p metal
guards guarding gardens until they become graveyards
you’ve got guards guarding gardens until they become graveyards
these prisons are graveyards
rusty chainlink fence separate the wild from the carefully groomed
it doesn’t make sense your inner child whose upset
you don’t get outside and marvel at the stars
or sing with the moon anymore
anymore
anymore
anymore

[outro]
you either see god in all or you don’t see god at all
god’s awful unlawful and gone
you either see god in all or you don’t see god at all
we don’t all try to all get along
god or not

- myles bullen lyrics

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