letra de to meet your maker - our lost infantry
(verse)
teleology gave us pause for thought
a mirror conversation in the absence of god
(chorus)
a pragmatist i’ve always been but desperate to believe
in holy welfare handouts i’m not programmed to receive
(verse)
the devil’s in the details, or so they say, at least
what’s heresy between us but a reason not to speak?
(chorus)
and if i am circ-mspect in spilling out my truth
be sure that i am frightened, not just trying to be aloof
fearful of the dialogue, this means to just one end
let sleeping sages lie and maybe i can stay your friend
(chorus)
you’re mumbling st. anselm with a knife across your chest
this pretence of righteous anger, give it all a f-cking rest
when you go to meet your maker, may it live up to your dreams
but this absence isn’t public, it’s between my god and me
(outro)
the lights are all on, but no-one’s home
letras aleatórias
- letra de ganze galaxien - sdp
- letra de monstro - bezegol
- letra de wyd? - smokepurpp
- letra de diaspora - youngblood brass band
- letra de black spiders - didymus
- letra de mi bandera - whitest taino alive
- letra de sine qua non - inter lutte 1 - l'hexaler
- letra de short little shorts - mighty sparrow
- letra de follow me - tkay maidza
- letra de bolo top mariuoli - drefgold