What has my life come to be?
Searching for signs in fortunes telling of
An investment opportunity that will be profitable for you
Drinking in the day On a Thursday then the next day
Attend Friday morning Mass at 8 am for
Community service to repay the state
I don't know what more you could say
That day I heard a call from the wilderness on that day
I'm sure my forefathers all heard the same
They dared to call my love insane
My ears perked up because I was bored of the plain
Angels in the wind blowing fierce Gail's forces in
Foo fighters glide by jammin' colorful as they ascend
Warm by the refiners' fire inside my Mothers cooking in desire
Splendid was the sight to see of
Pageants walk by great bonfires witnessing
I was hysterically witnessed wishing for a miracle
My Majesty didn't seem pleased with me
Oh lord what happened to my past reality?
How can we seldom think about what determines our actuality
Floating freely through ambient energy
Somewhere inside my mind I run free with you into eternity
Away from this isolation prism is someone setting me free?
On the other side of it is the riches of this chaos plus misery
What about my birth today if it was also the birthday of a king
I read these fortune's out a cookie saying that "An investment opportunity will be profitable for you "
"You will roll the dice take a gamble And win"
"Financial success? Is inevitable in your future again"
We still all got high whenever we could
Still waiting for an outcome better than we should
Numbing all the issues a problem when I misuse
Father got drunk whenever he could
Amnesia seeping in after a good couple of cold brews
Do you hear that voice of your conscience talking to you?
Walked out the courtroom freedom written on my report
Dabbed up with a sponge to clean my record by the Lord
No my life went along well enough especially in the summer
Cloverfield springs up all across Indiana when it's warmer
Baked in the warmth of the daylight sun through my window
You feel the blue plasma course through my veins in December
Cold frozen metal lightens up the pot And tea kettle
Searching waiting for the point and why watching paint dry
Is it really you there?
I feel the comfort of your silhouette by my side
A myriad of invisible kaleidoscope images in my sight
Wiping sobbing tears from my eyes by my dim bedside
Listening to the good Father's charming old tales
About how great ships set sail poaching great white whales
From gorgeous kings to princes slaying dragons for queens
His head grew to be chockfull of these wonderous things
Lay back in the straw to withdraw my imagination will drawl
Walking through spiraling mansions in the sky sprawling why
You were always there for me by my side when I had a sigh
There to feed me to fill my stomach when I was on the outside
Clothed me when I was naked cold of Mother natures frostbite
Harbored me through the sleepless night til the daylights
When everyone ignored my cries for help I fell desperate in hell
Indoors turns melancholy melanin turns pale white in the pores
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What has my life come to be?
Searching for signs in fortunes telling of
An investment opportunity that will be profitable for you
Drinking in the day On a Thursday then the next day
Attend Friday morning Mass at 8 am for
Community service to repay the state
I don't know what more you could say
That day I heard a call from the wilderness on that day
I'm sure my forefathers all heard the same
They dared to call my love insane
My ears perked up because I was bored of the plain
Angels in the wind blowing fierce Gail's forces in
Foo fighters glide by jammin' colorful as they ascend
Warm by the refiners' fire inside my Mothers cooking in desire
Splendid was the sight to see of
Pageants walk by great bonfires witnessing
I was hysterically witnessed wishing for a miracle
My Majesty didn't seem pleased with me
Oh lord what happened to my past reality?
How can we seldom think about what determines our actuality
Floating freely through ambient energy
Somewhere inside my mind I run free with you into eternity
Away from this isolation prism is someone setting me free?
On the other side of it is the riches of this chaos plus misery
What about my birth today if it was also the birthday of a king
I read these fortune's out a cookie saying that "An investment opportunity will be profitable for you "
"You will roll the dice take a gamble And win"
"Financial success? Is inevitable in your future again"
We still all got high whenever we could
Still waiting for an outcome better than we should
Numbing all the issues a problem when I misuse
Father got drunk whenever he could
Amnesia seeping in after a good couple of cold brews
Do you hear that voice of your conscience talking to you?
Walked out the courtroom freedom written on my report
Dabbed up with a sponge to clean my record by the Lord
No my life went along well enough especially in the summer
Cloverfield springs up all across Indiana when it's warmer
Baked in the warmth of the daylight sun through my window
You feel the blue plasma course through my veins in December
Cold frozen metal lightens up the pot And tea kettle
Searching waiting for the point and why watching paint dry
Is it really you there?
I feel the comfort of your silhouette by my side
A myriad of invisible kaleidoscope images in my sight
Wiping sobbing tears from my eyes by my dim bedside
Listening to the good Father's charming old tales
About how great ships set sail poaching great white whales
From gorgeous kings to princes slaying dragons for queens
His head grew to be chockfull of these wonderous things
Lay back in the straw to withdraw my imagination will drawl
Walking through spiraling mansions in the sky sprawling why
You were always there for me by my side when I had a sigh
There to feed me to fill my stomach when I was on the outside
Clothed me when I was naked cold of Mother natures frostbite
Harbored me through the sleepless night til the daylights
When everyone ignored my cries for help I fell desperate in hell
Indoors turns melancholy melanin turns pale white in the pores
Searching for signs in fortunes telling of
An investment opportunity that will be profitable for you
Drinking in the day On a Thursday then the next day
Attend Friday morning Mass at 8 am for
Community service to repay the state
I don't know what more you could say
That day I heard a call from the wilderness on that day
I'm sure my forefathers all heard the same
They dared to call my love insane
My ears perked up because I was bored of the plain
Angels in the wind blowing fierce Gail's forces in
Foo fighters glide by jammin' colorful as they ascend
Warm by the refiners' fire inside my Mothers cooking in desire
Splendid was the sight to see of
Pageants walk by great bonfires witnessing
I was hysterically witnessed wishing for a miracle
My Majesty didn't seem pleased with me
Oh lord what happened to my past reality?
How can we seldom think about what determines our actuality
Floating freely through ambient energy
Somewhere inside my mind I run free with you into eternity
Away from this isolation prism is someone setting me free?
On the other side of it is the riches of this chaos plus misery
What about my birth today if it was also the birthday of a king
I read these fortune's out a cookie saying that "An investment opportunity will be profitable for you "
"You will roll the dice take a gamble And win"
"Financial success? Is inevitable in your future again"
We still all got high whenever we could
Still waiting for an outcome better than we should
Numbing all the issues a problem when I misuse
Father got drunk whenever he could
Amnesia seeping in after a good couple of cold brews
Do you hear that voice of your conscience talking to you?
Walked out the courtroom freedom written on my report
Dabbed up with a sponge to clean my record by the Lord
No my life went along well enough especially in the summer
Cloverfield springs up all across Indiana when it's warmer
Baked in the warmth of the daylight sun through my window
You feel the blue plasma course through my veins in December
Cold frozen metal lightens up the pot And tea kettle
Searching waiting for the point and why watching paint dry
Is it really you there?
I feel the comfort of your silhouette by my side
A myriad of invisible kaleidoscope images in my sight
Wiping sobbing tears from my eyes by my dim bedside
Listening to the good Father's charming old tales
About how great ships set sail poaching great white whales
From gorgeous kings to princes slaying dragons for queens
His head grew to be chockfull of these wonderous things
Lay back in the straw to withdraw my imagination will drawl
Walking through spiraling mansions in the sky sprawling why
You were always there for me by my side when I had a sigh
There to feed me to fill my stomach when I was on the outside
Clothed me when I was naked cold of Mother natures frostbite
Harbored me through the sleepless night til the daylights
When everyone ignored my cries for help I fell desperate in hell
Indoors turns melancholy melanin turns pale white in the pores
Writer: Jonah Van Sant
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid