drugs with god
When I was younger, they said the thunder
Was angels bowling
Now that I'm older I know for sure that's
Not what they're rolling
The world is blowing up
And god's just lighting up
Watching it all from above
Half a tab on mars
Then going to shoot stars
Passing out in his yard
When god and I meet up later
We'll get drunk; he'll pass me the paper
Talk shit about all my neighbors
Off our face on an 8th of his favorite
I'll be having whatever he's on
Fuck everything
I'm doing drugs with god
I bet it gets lonely
Having to be holy
That's quite the commitment
People are needy
Start kicking and screaming
That's a lot to live with
He's gotta be depressed
In way over his head
And honestly how can you blame him
When the party's over
No shit he isn't sober
If only somebody could save him
When god and I meet up later
We'll get drunk; he'll pass me the paper
Talk shit about all my neighbors
Off our face on an 8th of his favorite
I'll be having whatever he's on
Fuck everything
I'm doing drugs with god
Mmmmmmmm
I'm doing drugs with god
Mmmmmmmm
I'm doing drugs with god
I'm doing drugs with god
I'm doing drugs with
Doing drugs with
I'm doing drugs with god
Oooooh
Mmmmmmmm
I'm doing drugs with god
We'll meet in the clouds
When it's all said and done
We'll figure out that
He's just like us
He needed a friend
So he made 7 billion
I guess that's what happens
When you're fucking brilliant
Was angels bowling
Now that I'm older I know for sure that's
Not what they're rolling
The world is blowing up
And god's just lighting up
Watching it all from above
Half a tab on mars
Then going to shoot stars
Passing out in his yard
When god and I meet up later
We'll get drunk; he'll pass me the paper
Talk shit about all my neighbors
Off our face on an 8th of his favorite
I'll be having whatever he's on
Fuck everything
I'm doing drugs with god
I bet it gets lonely
Having to be holy
That's quite the commitment
People are needy
Start kicking and screaming
That's a lot to live with
He's gotta be depressed
In way over his head
And honestly how can you blame him
When the party's over
No shit he isn't sober
If only somebody could save him
When god and I meet up later
We'll get drunk; he'll pass me the paper
Talk shit about all my neighbors
Off our face on an 8th of his favorite
I'll be having whatever he's on
Fuck everything
I'm doing drugs with god
Mmmmmmmm
I'm doing drugs with god
Mmmmmmmm
I'm doing drugs with god
I'm doing drugs with god
I'm doing drugs with
Doing drugs with
I'm doing drugs with god
Oooooh
Mmmmmmmm
I'm doing drugs with god
We'll meet in the clouds
When it's all said and done
We'll figure out that
He's just like us
He needed a friend
So he made 7 billion
I guess that's what happens
When you're fucking brilliant
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Writer(s): Ruslan Odnoralov, Marisa Maino, Sarah Troy Clark
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