God's Bathroom Floor

[Intro]

Head, pressure, senses, clutch

Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck

Touched, hazy, God, change

Rush, floor, life, veins

Head, pressure, senses, clutched

Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck

Touched, hazy, God, change

Rush, floor, life

[Chorus]

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch

Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck

I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change

Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch

Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck

I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change

Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

[Verse 1]

It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your Dianetics

Three for the reasoning, and four for those that try to get it

Five for your love and six for the stress

And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess

[Chorus]

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch

I made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck

And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change

And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

[Verse 2]

I'm catching ulcers from the child-proof lighters

And all of these fine-tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter

I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep

Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep

Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back soon as I resume normal

And get out of this bathroom

And call management to seek some reimbursement

For the nerve endings that burnt from the first hits

[Chorus]

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch

Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck

I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change

Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

Head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch

Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck

And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change

Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

[Verse 3]

So fuck needles, fuck smoke

Fuck lines that make the sinus choke

Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails

Fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations

Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing

Blind my insight and dull the common sense

Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence

Built a tolerance, now it's more that I consume

And when it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison

Unify the eulogy

Autopsy pages read euthanasia, i.e. irony

Well, here I be within a pool of my drool

Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose

Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style

I promise I'll smile

And check the floor, God's got nice tile

Tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild style

And I'll smile

And check the floor, God's got nice tile

[Chorus]

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch

Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck

And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change

Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch

I made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck

And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change

And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

[Outro]

Head, pressure, senses, clutch

Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck

Touched, hazy, God, change

Rush, floor, life