We Want Our Heaven

Gospel at best
We want our heaven undressed
Hail dopamine cocktail
Hand to hip and head to heel

It's all redded out, no question of rift
Our body the giver or is it the gift
Kiting the palm sugar in the pill
The river ran dry, silent and still

Watch the time bend
Like breathing for smoke
Gospel on high
And infecting all that it touches inside
Halogen dreaming of you
Hand to hip and head to heel

It's all gutted out, no question of rift
Our body the giver or is it the gift
Kiting the palm sugar in the pill
The mind goes first, silent and still



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Melton
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