Godornot (Live acoustic version)

Put me on her knee when I was eight years old
No, yeah, eight years old and she read me a book about Santa Claus
And then she said, now, when we get to the end of the book she said
'you know Santa Claus isn't real, right?'
*whistle*
And I was like, uh, I mean, sure
If you're gonna allow me to admit that I know that
Yeah, that's great
And she's like, 'it's the same thing with god'

And if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
I think you're beautiful beyond belief don't let them sell you shame
And if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
I think you're beautiful beyond belief don't let 'em sell you shame

Freedom fighting fumble friendship fucking
Patience percussion with candles lit
Eating ugly reading TS Eliot discussions and abandonment
Rhythm rhyme paints brain habits of habit
Cruising on bikes and waiting in traffic
Used to hitchhike we travel we trust magic
And I prolly done things you could never imagine
Travel locations with starving patients to get it
With a fatass passion and minimal ambition
Truth is I attract and I am trapped in indecision
Necessary fear that I believe we've no fiction

And if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
I think you're beautiful beyond belief don't let them sell you shame
And if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
I think you're beautiful beyond belief don't let 'em sell you shame

Brick and mortar morals glass heart shattered fragments on the asphalt
Curiosity killed the catcall with baseball bat
Next to the comfort of insecurity
Is a safe space that scares you
Inability
Acid raindrops burn copper paint stops no author
Rust to piece love the colors corroding like lust between us
Unloaded baggage and bandaging cuts
Endless edges to this picture frame
Endless edges to this picture frame
So mister let your innards spill
With way too much time to fill
You've got
Splinters under fingernails
Another hurt person left in jail
To rot
With god or not

I was reincarnated to carve out complicated conversations
About incarcerated carnations
Burnt orange petals that belong in the meadow
Got uprooted and trapped behind scrap metal
Guards guarding gardens until they become graveyards
You've got guards guarding gardens
Until they become graveyards
These prisons are graveyards
Rusty chainlink fence separate the wild from the carefully groomed
It doesn't make sense your inner child whose upset
You don't get outside and marvel at the stars
Or sing with the moon anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore

And if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
I think you're beautiful beyond belief don't let them sell you shame
And if the sun was out shining someone would try to sell you shade
I think you're beautiful beyond belief don't let 'em sell you shame

You either see god in all or you don't see god at all
God's awful unlawful and gone
You either see god in all or you don't see god at all
We don't all try to all get along
God or not