Omissions Of The Omen Lyrics
take from me this hypocrits cup
and someone to run the world
someone would love to have my first world problems
kill the moon and turn out the sun
lock your door and load your gun
free at last now the time has come to choose
Man makes god so god can make man
man makes the devil so that he can understand
why it is that every day,
everything always turns out this way
you and me we were never here
you and me we were not that clear
you and me we died a long, long time ago
Don't think just come along
do believe that it won't belong
everything's open all night and all day anyway
build me a ship of wood and steel
bring me a net and fishing reel
sail me to the place where I can find my brother
safe and sound
wait for me if I don't show up
take from me this hypocrits cup
and kill the moon and turn out the sun
omissions of the omen
Matthew Good Band Omissions Of The Omen
