lyrics; me. // in your house on your bed touch the walls in your head i've said it once i'll say it again you won't ever be as clean as you were back then if god's above, he's softly not giving a shit even heaven has a quiet way of calling it quits it's the same soul in different threads you know what you know and not what you forget too far away or deep in the red we only dig graves for the closest of friends if god's above, he's softly not giving a shit even heaven has a quiet way of calling it quits on your side to stay level three late nights to keep on the kettle molded new from clay a chatting little devil we pray when we are prey we've never been that special if god's above, he's softly not giving a shit even heaven has a quiet way of calling it quits if god's above, he's softly not giving a shit even heaven has a quiet way of calling it quits
