Текст песни God-ish - Trickle

Oh my god

At the start, love falls apart
Looking heartbreak-ish
And what a twist, life, too will end
Tasting death-ish

Isn't it so eloquent?
How all things end
I dance with these philosophies
My -ish wordlist
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Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
That's so, that's so

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu
That's so god-ish

No more, see
No more, see
Really, no more, see
No more, see
I say I'm done, but I can't get enough

It's so big
It's so big
Your dream's so big
It's so big
If you chase it, your soul will meet the end
YAAY, YAAY

"Gott ist tot"

That's so god-ish, I swear
It's just so god-ish, it's unfair (My God)
I want you, want you
IQ's slipping down to hell so deep

That's so godless, I say
It's just so godless, what I pray (My God)
I hate you, hate you
Won't you burn for me?

And the way that you parade around
Like you're some kind of saint
All that makeup and perfume
In that dress I hate
Those sins are so god-ish, I swear
So god-ish when compared

All the ways that you behave
Like you're center of the show
That charisma you tote
When you laugh and joke
It's so god-ish, that's it
It's all so -ish, so -ish, I envy every bit!

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
That's so, that's so

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu
That's so god-ish

Is self-awareness really
Just a tool for wicked sinners?
We think that we're so high and mighty
Looking down on others
You either get or you are gotten
Sacrifice to martyrs

We use our minds to
Kill the light that's found inside each other
Denying God is just a way
To make yourself look better

They're worshipping themselves
Up on a tilted throne of power
I criticize myself
So I can find the proper prayer

Do you know?
The stupid things you say
I hate the stupid things you say
All the stupid things you always say
Just put me right to sleep

I've grown so bored, OK
We've all just grown so bored, OK
Give me something I can dance to
Make me beam

Disgusting, disgusting
Really disgusting, disgusting
I think I'm hooked
'Cause I can't get enough

It's tiny, it's tiny
You're brain's tiny, so tiny
Oh so enlightened
Yet lonely like a fool
So cool, so cool

"Gott ist tot"

That's just so god-ish, I swear
It's just so god-ish, it's unfair (My God)
You're healthy, healthy
You insist while rotting in despair

You sound desperate to me
Really, you sound desperate to me (My God)
You're empty, empty
Suffering for your faith

And the title of your song
With all the stupid stories
And the feeling of the beat
That moves the melody
Those sins are so god-ish, I swear
So god-ish when compared

All the ways you behave
Like you're center of the show
That charisma you tote
When you laugh and joke
It's all so god-ish, that's it

It's all so -ish
So -ish
I envy every bit of it!

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
That's so, that's so

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-fuu
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu
That's so god-ish

At the start, love falls apart
Looking heartbreak-ish
And what a twist, life, too will end
Tasting death-ish

Paid the price to understand
So enlightened
I dance a Divine Comedy
The Fruit of Life
Is sin