I Sword Fought God in a 7/11

I sword fought God in a 7/11
I wanted the end
I aimed and pierced his neck
I wanted that son of a bitch's last goddamn breath

Wide eyes, no breath
Wide eyes, no breath
I'm expired flesh
I want out of this skin

Pupils dilated
I've been waiting
For God

Suffocate on the thought
And I watch choke on it's blood
Clean up
Clean up
Clean up
On aisle three
Clean up
Clean up
Clean up
Clean up
On aisle three
Clean up

I'm sore
You ripped out my heart
Cords wrapped around stars
I caught me a wish
Inside I'm filling with tar
I caught the son of a bitch
Waiting in line
Next to the door
You took all I loved and wanted and more

I wanna see it all go blank
I wanna see it all go blank in your face
I wanna see it all go blank
I wanna see it all go blank in your face
I wanna see it all go blank
I wanna see it all go blank in your face
In your face
In your face

You know what I am?
You know what I am?
A puppet cut from the strings
I'm free
I killed the creator then made it do things

Payback never tasted so sweet
Look what you did to me
I hope your proud
Shit is the only thing
That left your mouth
And now there's is nothing
To talk about

Payback
So sweet
Fuck you
Blow me



Credits
Writer(s): Walker Wilson
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