The Smith Street Band

God Is Dead
Sobriety's good but so is being high Society's fine with the passage of time I try and slow it down so I can unwind Tragedy's comedy if you can get through it If you can get through it Perspective's impossable from this possition I don't care either way, don't make him my decision I'm not the one with the plan, im the one with the vision Tragedy's comedy if you can get through it If you can get through it God is dead and reality is fake It's a hallmark nightmare of a dying race And there is no luck and there is no fate And nobody cares about you or your paper That becomes freedom if you look at it that way That becomes freedom if you look at it that way I've always been more destressing than cool I'm a blood nose on the first day of school My own quiet life at the bottom of the pool Tragedy's comedy if you can get through it If you can get through it Come along way from a neck in a noose Letras de cancionesLook me in the eye and call that an excuse I wasn't sure what to make, tied or kept loose Was never a boy scout so I fell straight through it I fell straight through it God is dead and reality is fake It's a hallmark nightmare of a dying race And there is no luck and there is no fate And nobody cares about you or your paper That becomes freedom if you look at it that way That becomes freedom if you look at it that way Yea that way But I wanna be the boy at a bat mitzvah The child, the christening The corpes at the funeral The bride at the wedding And none of this matters So we shouldn't just stop Not with all the perpetual we've got or we had Who knows, it's not like I'm going to shows I'm pissing in the wind, I don't know which way it blows I'm comming straight out of Box Hill like a bat out of hell If your not gonna forget me, remember me well From Letras Mania