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lirik lagu miles cooke - the devil part didn't change

talking heads told of how the christmas blitz swallowed up bethlehem
i was toasting to secular moments while moats filled with the walking dead
left the altar steps to the backdrop of a clinton sax
haven’t looked back like a true follower
can only talk about god for a certain distance before a hollow conjuring
of polish black madonnas conquering confusion
browbeating stapled to the consciousness
one day i’ll be saved and gift smiles to the half interested
to nod in silence as sheeps bleat or restructurе the martyr system
in the off chancе this senseless slaughter is for a greater good
and not a byproduct of big house propaganda like we’re still caught up
i might be just thirsting for gospel chops and candor that’ll justify the overtime
the masses need opiates to drag them between weekends
peaking through the overton i’m speaking from a seat in the briar patch seeing sundays best
i haven’t reached once for a rosary or suit
solomon built his temple with demons
~n~logous to drug money
the devil didn’t change but it felt like i lost paradise in battling
distraught mother…. the disappointment of my uncle’s ghost
stuck in a closet
and the lord doesn’t make mistakes but those are the breaks
peering through a ring
fearing the sphere in part and parcel is god’s will explained through a bullet and a sermon and the sunsets the good word becomes practice part time
when the ethics of modern man rings of old testament hard lines
the blind man k!lls them all because of pillow talk
while every sign of equal rights turns the woke to visigoths
is this the cost of dissonance when the platform is faith?
a blank canvas where hopes supposed to attach paint at random
the ramblings of an atheist or magic of a patriot
as scanned by a child trained to see fireworks as abatement
so its an amen
i wish y’all left god out of it
on replay been repenting for my evils
breaking city limits been a crisis
flip like atreides on the road to damascus
cause our fathers raised m~s~ch~sts
future so bright let it burn through a latter~day
heart so cold the new mold formed lazarus
blind faith seemed so inadequate
a part in the sea
will make a 1000 lost souls flee the parishes
perched on a pulpit
the pallbearers spilling roses
y’all motherf~ckers elevated judas
known to dodge the folks that hold a crucifix
screaming to the sky
on most nights like i hope you bring the locusts
heard me like a whisper in the ocean
might’ve felt pointless in the moment
yeah no kidding
only needed drugs for ascension
past done asking for forgiveness
chalk it up to kismet
the new york times said god died
she was barely alive
a hail mary but the p~ss take
christ found god seems hilarious
lady luck came along for clarity
pour salt that burned like an effigy
one day i’ll set fire to my legacy
and memories of trips gone wrong down the one way
diluted for consumption homegrown for the hungry
third wheel for dinner dates
stick around to check if i’m the best wingman since
god’s son rose 3 days later rocked like
what an odd job
need the rebate for the contract
now eve’s a week late on period
a quiet storm the calms curious
sweeps week at the garden
no need to speak discreet layers
stole gifts out the manger
three kings and pocket aces prayer
a testament to cruel for the summer
cause we’ll bring the winter later
y’all still waiting for the second coming of christ
like oh my god

- lirik lagu miles cooke

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