paroles de chanson Talk to Me - The Devil Music Co. feat. Aleq Bateman

(There is no salvation in Hell
There's no saviour in Hell
There's no Bible in Hell
There's no blood in Hell
There's no alters in Hell
There's no forgiveness in Hell
What ever goes to Hell
Stays in Hell.)

Talk to me about God
Go on
Tell me your theories
What makes you mad and what brings you hope
What flares your knuckles and what fires your soul

Tell me that you've given up
Tell me about what made you walk away
Tell me the reason you could never leave
Plead with me to stay

Tell me what brings you right up to the edge
What teetering tendrils and threads of
Thoughts trend your treads towards the brink and
What stops
Your splintered steps

Tell me the things so relatable and
Real that you laugh and I laugh because
God damn sometimes it hurts how much we feel

When the shadows land on the table top between our splashed beer drops
And you take your glasses off
Giggling, wipe the tears off the corners of your eyes because
It's funny
And cathartic

And we're both so damned relieved to that these monsters
Under out beds were the same silly teddy bears in the light

Say your name to me
But not the one your mother gave you
Not the one the preacher swore would save you
Say the one carved on a grave in the backyard when we were young

The one you're afraid is wrong
The name you hope you're called when all is said and done
But the one you're scared you'll speak
And they, and these, and me
We, we'll all tell you that you're wrong

All the letters and the vowel stuff dissolve into dandelion fluff
On the winds and wings of everything you ever doubted about yourself
Come on
Come on

Tell it to me
Because I'm not mad anymore
I promise
It doesn't make me feel sad or empty either at all
It all makes me happy

Even if we disagree
Even if it confuses the living hell out of me
Hell, especially then
I like it all

It all stirs and sparks
Put your bitter gripped an tightly held beliefs on this alter
Let me light the dried leafs with my plastic gas station lighter

Let's dance in a circle around the
Fire with its blue and green neon lights
You sing in your tongue and I'll scream chants in mine
And maybe in the madness and the smoke
We'll find what we forgot we were looking for

When we were lost

When we were lost boys

Maybe we're all Peter Pan our shadows to our feet. Finally,
We'll take our helmets off on Mars
And gulp those foreign stars like milk
Realising this air has been breathable the whole time

All the aliens are a paper mache book and brothers
And the planets they're all atoms
And mirrors reflecting back our deepest fears and our biggest dreams
Don't you understand

All we are and half
From the Big Bang to Adam and Eve. All,
Our heroes, gods,
Fathers, dragons, lovers, monsters
And mothers are past, present and future

All the scribes and scholars
The politicians and the postmen were all just atoms

And energies spinning and
Interacting indefinitely and infinitely with
With other fucking atoms

And it's all ridiculous
And silly and so serious
And seriously so beautiful

So why not?
Talk to me about God
I wouldn't rather talk about anything else
Let's stay up late past our bedtimes
Pontificating about spirituality over whisky
It's all fascinating and all fulfilling

It's all meaningless and all
Full of meaning

It's all us talking about anything
And nothing

And it's everything