Gods Gift
CANDLEBOX · Disappearing In Airports 2016 · Track 10 of 11
All wrapped up in your coat of words Like you're the biggest cock in town A waste to speak such graceful slurs You're just the biggest bitch around
We don't care no No, we don't care
Talk is cheap amongst you thieves It just the same old song and dance Your game comes on like blah, blah, blah I wish you'd never stood a chance
Oh will you go down in history? Our generation is voiceless to me If you're a god why do you bleed? God don't get paid to spill blood on the leaves!
You ain't gods gift to everyone Your blindness knows no bounds We don't need more ignorance Cause there's enough to go around
We don't care no No, we don't care
Remember me, yea sure we've met But I can't remember when It doesn't keep me up at night And I'd rather die instead
Oh will you go down in history? Our generation is voiceless to me If you're a god why do you bleed? God don't get paid to spill blood on the leaves!
Oh will you go down in history? Our generation is voiceless to me If you're a god why do you bleed? God don't get paid to spill blood on the leaves!
Oh will you go down in history? Our generation is voiceless to me If you're a god why do you bleed? God don't get paid to spill blood on the leaves!
Oh will you go down in history? Our generation is voiceless to me If you're a god why do you bleed? God don't get paid to spill blood on the leaves!