Absent Minded
writing cheques my A55 can't cash
I talk big yes
i have a god complex dont forget
i sit at theses four white symbolistic walls
and i know i have it all
my own little univers that god bought me
that would do my bidding
but i know it doesnt revolve solely around me
and eventually i think one of these days my moth is going to pay off
as they take all of my bounced cheques and sell them and make millions anyway
like my bottled up tear drops
i tell the world to do this or that
hell or high water and trust me i say
and i know and i know i might not be god
and i might have to suck up
but god or satan or deat or time or fate
just might look pat me with pity
and all of their riches and say
ok ok ok
enough already
i got this one guys bill this time ok world so back off
and i will be happy
but then comes my game of finding out who paid off what debt and why
and here the adventure begins
and a new chapter to another story
for are all of gods servants poor and just god rich
and that was satans problem
in case of me being a big mouth and one of them paying off my debt with p[owers
i could manipulate that i couldnt comprehend see believe fathom or percieve?
couldnt be
so i sit here and fathom it
moan and groan and go off an don
tell the world what it shoulkd do the hells and high waterts act like a prophet
and think you know
this might cost them a lot and i owe them big and somehow ill have to figure my way out of it
but maybe thats part of gods plan
for me to write cheques with my mouth my a55 cany cash
for his humbled servants to care enbough to cash with their wealth
and make the right decisions
so here i am doing what i do best
whining and complain
groping and complaining
demanding and not asking sayin my way or no way
because i ma something today and not tomorrow and dont make any one of us prove it to you
or you will learn to obey
and hey if not you can all collect my bounced cheques of the worlds finest dreams
and my best intentions
realise i never sold my soul wanted the best of all worlds and failed miserably and this world and all of your gods are pathetic
and i was the best thing that this world really had going so woah is me huh?
someon has tyo come clean
so world
worl peace or your grounded or back to being dead no more heaven for you
after you relaise all the wrongs uve inflicted upon me
so ill just keep going on and on wishing the best and demanding it
and writing cheques i cant cash for someone else to pay the bill
and then when time passes and you see i had the best intention for me and everyone else
and if it works you can thank me yourslef god and alkl of hois servants but if i fail
then your in hell
and im coming back to rule you all and makle you suffer far more than any other world
and there will be no bail
so until then here i am your king
and what i want for now from my world my materialistic genie are a few simp0le things
and im not asking im demanding
and when i dont get what i want which is what everyone wants
i guess you can either blame your god
or relaise its becuase i hated you all and i didnt think u deserved it and i was god
and u deserved nothing anyway
so woah is me
i have a god complex dont forget
i sit at theses four white symbolistic walls
and i know i have it all
my own little univers that god bought me
that would do my bidding
but i know it doesnt revolve solely around me
and eventually i think one of these days my moth is going to pay off
as they take all of my bounced cheques and sell them and make millions anyway
like my bottled up tear drops
i tell the world to do this or that
hell or high water and trust me i say
and i know and i know i might not be god
and i might have to suck up
but god or satan or deat or time or fate
just might look pat me with pity
and all of their riches and say
ok ok ok
enough already
i got this one guys bill this time ok world so back off
and i will be happy
but then comes my game of finding out who paid off what debt and why
and here the adventure begins
and a new chapter to another story
for are all of gods servants poor and just god rich
and that was satans problem
in case of me being a big mouth and one of them paying off my debt with p[owers
i could manipulate that i couldnt comprehend see believe fathom or percieve?
couldnt be
so i sit here and fathom it
moan and groan and go off an don
tell the world what it shoulkd do the hells and high waterts act like a prophet
and think you know
this might cost them a lot and i owe them big and somehow ill have to figure my way out of it
but maybe thats part of gods plan
for me to write cheques with my mouth my a55 cany cash
for his humbled servants to care enbough to cash with their wealth
and make the right decisions
so here i am doing what i do best
whining and complain
groping and complaining
demanding and not asking sayin my way or no way
because i ma something today and not tomorrow and dont make any one of us prove it to you
or you will learn to obey
and hey if not you can all collect my bounced cheques of the worlds finest dreams
and my best intentions
realise i never sold my soul wanted the best of all worlds and failed miserably and this world and all of your gods are pathetic
and i was the best thing that this world really had going so woah is me huh?
someon has tyo come clean
so world
worl peace or your grounded or back to being dead no more heaven for you
after you relaise all the wrongs uve inflicted upon me
so ill just keep going on and on wishing the best and demanding it
and writing cheques i cant cash for someone else to pay the bill
and then when time passes and you see i had the best intention for me and everyone else
and if it works you can thank me yourslef god and alkl of hois servants but if i fail
then your in hell
and im coming back to rule you all and makle you suffer far more than any other world
and there will be no bail
so until then here i am your king
and what i want for now from my world my materialistic genie are a few simp0le things
and im not asking im demanding
and when i dont get what i want which is what everyone wants
i guess you can either blame your god
or relaise its becuase i hated you all and i didnt think u deserved it and i was god
and u deserved nothing anyway
so woah is me
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writing cheques my A55 can`t cash
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