Absent Minded
I am God's plan
it's not easy being me
in the midst of the sway
of you criminals trying to keep god alive
making sure he has a purpose
and here i am gods plan continually revised
forever the victom
as god has to wonder if his plan is working
at all
and no i guess for now im not getting paid
survival or bliss
and dance between sink or swim
because i am gods plan
here to save the day
I incorperate free will and fate and destiny
heavens and hells
a true real life curse for you all to witness
and when things dont seem to change
or work out as planned
its me that gets tinkered with
not jesus
i am forever the victom
as god comes to change this or that
or merely start over or scrap this or that
at least im surrounded by death threats in the music and the truth of horror miovies
instead of the love notes of heaven while i am forever the victom
known as gods plan
I have a name and a face
a date of birth and the mistakes i make are pure
i have a sense of humor
a grudge i must admit
i am the first of my kind
my work seems like it is never done
and i wonder if i could be replaced with a clock
as i am continually going in circles
and father time
could be set off on my adventure
I am gods plan
and when things dont work the way they should
its me who gets analyzed
its me who has to relearn a whole list of a kazillion steps
try this backwards
do that forwards
reveal this
welcome to that thought
keep this a secret
and what am i forgetting?
Oh I'm gods plan
and if i fail to provide results
im of no use
i'll be scrapped and replaced
what was learned from me will be carried on
and someone else will live my dreams
for the sacrifice of the nightmare i live today
I am gods plan
and since god wants a surprise
all he can try to do to get one
is come up with a plan
and mess it up
and then hope some prophet comes along and grants one of them their three wishes
but trust me im gods plan so i have it all wrong
I'm always right but cursed and doomed to be all wrong
i want to go home
but home is not a happy place
forever the victom analyzed to death
pined through for flaws
threatened to be replaced if i fail
which is probably impossible
and then p[lotted against in a world of love letters trying to kill me
so why bother...heaven is my hell
in the midst of the sway
of you criminals trying to keep god alive
making sure he has a purpose
and here i am gods plan continually revised
forever the victom
as god has to wonder if his plan is working
at all
and no i guess for now im not getting paid
survival or bliss
and dance between sink or swim
because i am gods plan
here to save the day
I incorperate free will and fate and destiny
heavens and hells
a true real life curse for you all to witness
and when things dont seem to change
or work out as planned
its me that gets tinkered with
not jesus
i am forever the victom
as god comes to change this or that
or merely start over or scrap this or that
at least im surrounded by death threats in the music and the truth of horror miovies
instead of the love notes of heaven while i am forever the victom
known as gods plan
I have a name and a face
a date of birth and the mistakes i make are pure
i have a sense of humor
a grudge i must admit
i am the first of my kind
my work seems like it is never done
and i wonder if i could be replaced with a clock
as i am continually going in circles
and father time
could be set off on my adventure
I am gods plan
and when things dont work the way they should
its me who gets analyzed
its me who has to relearn a whole list of a kazillion steps
try this backwards
do that forwards
reveal this
welcome to that thought
keep this a secret
and what am i forgetting?
Oh I'm gods plan
and if i fail to provide results
im of no use
i'll be scrapped and replaced
what was learned from me will be carried on
and someone else will live my dreams
for the sacrifice of the nightmare i live today
I am gods plan
and since god wants a surprise
all he can try to do to get one
is come up with a plan
and mess it up
and then hope some prophet comes along and grants one of them their three wishes
but trust me im gods plan so i have it all wrong
I'm always right but cursed and doomed to be all wrong
i want to go home
but home is not a happy place
forever the victom analyzed to death
pined through for flaws
threatened to be replaced if i fail
which is probably impossible
and then p[lotted against in a world of love letters trying to kill me
so why bother...heaven is my hell
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I am God`s plan
I am God`s plan
