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tv torrance - run from it lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m frustrated with thanking god for things humans did
do i thank god when i’m days from blowing off my lid
do i thank god when somebody laced the pack of mid
tweaking out, crying, hallucinating till my body’s rid
where was he when i’m scrolling past vids of dead children
or is he only there when it’s people in love, smitten
remember i’d confide in his lies, i guess i miss it
sixteen years on earth, now my threshold hitten
sucking in my stomach while i take the picture
wish i could be skinnier so i hit the gym
searching for other’s validation only made me sicker
and through thе thick and thin, i couldn’t see him
where was he whеn my last great grandparents died within weeks
hoping that they would hold on so i’d hear them breathe
i never met one of them but they might’ve met me
that’s the reason i wear intention, the heart on my sleeve

[chorus]
the light might find you, i think i’ll run from it
i might disagree but don’t think i’m above it
i guess some part of me thinks that i’m indebted
skimming through the scriptures and hoping i find a message
the light might find you, i think i’ll run from it
i might disagree but don’t think i’m above it
i guess some part of me thinks that i’m indebted
skimming through the scriptures and hoping i find a message
[verse 1]
i think i’m angry at the absence of an idea
something to hold on firm and make life clearer
a quick right turn to confront something that i fear
crying on the floor at night wondering if he can hear
i think i’m angry at the way he is used for hate
i think calling me a f+ggot isn’t a take
something that a book can not defend in the wrath’s wake
the way i’m never feeling clean in the baths i take
with the rockets overhead look me in the face
when the bombs are shipped overseas after they’re made
i question if there’s anything to stop us now
we looked the light in its eyes and now we’re all just clowns
sometimes i think there’s nothing, sometimes i think there is
the lack of proof for all this sh+t made me an atheist
the propaganda mixed with the constant hatred
will leave me here, tattered and torn, my body laying

- tv torrance lyrics

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