God in a Sewer Songtext
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God in a Sewer Songtext
I found god in a sewer being swept away by debris
I found her on the corner
The fear I have walking down the street
I wrote to her asking to save me
But I never got a response, guess I′m at bad odds
But we could be a timebomb
Covered up in lip balm
And I don't wanna be wrong
Da da da da da daa
I see her in liquor
I guess it′s casting over
And when I'm less sober
She's what I′m thinking over
I call her on her caller
If you don′t, I might want her
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves, oh
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves
I found god in between the legs of women I met after fourteen
Answering my prayers in less of a letter, more of a scream
But I swear I don't think it saved me
It just gave me more time on my knees
But we could be a timebomb
Covered up in lip balm
I don′t wanna be wrong
Da da da da da da da
I see her in liquor
I guess it's casting over
And when I′m less sober
She's what I′m thinking over
I call her on her caller
If you don't, I might want her
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
We could be a timebomb
Covered up in lip balm
But I don't wanna be wrong
Da da da da da daa
And I see her in liquor
I guess it′s casting over
And when I′m less sober
She's what I′m thinking over
I call her on her caller
If you don't, I might want her
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my, oh
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Oh, god in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves
I found her on the corner
The fear I have walking down the street
I wrote to her asking to save me
But I never got a response, guess I′m at bad odds
But we could be a timebomb
Covered up in lip balm
And I don't wanna be wrong
Da da da da da daa
I see her in liquor
I guess it′s casting over
And when I'm less sober
She's what I′m thinking over
I call her on her caller
If you don′t, I might want her
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves, oh
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves
I found god in between the legs of women I met after fourteen
Answering my prayers in less of a letter, more of a scream
But I swear I don't think it saved me
It just gave me more time on my knees
But we could be a timebomb
Covered up in lip balm
I don′t wanna be wrong
Da da da da da da da
I see her in liquor
I guess it's casting over
And when I′m less sober
She's what I′m thinking over
I call her on her caller
If you don't, I might want her
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
We could be a timebomb
Covered up in lip balm
But I don't wanna be wrong
Da da da da da daa
And I see her in liquor
I guess it′s casting over
And when I′m less sober
She's what I′m thinking over
I call her on her caller
If you don't, I might want her
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my, oh
God in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Oh, god in a sewer, Jesus in a dressing room
Ghosts on my sleeves
Writer(s): Sophia M Labelle-plott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

