God's Favourite Son

i was choked with fears
and now is time to make amends
but these days it seems like I'm riding the hearse home again
white flowers
the smell of summer
found my nest in a humble life
the son of a plumber
cars and trees
all made for me
i don't wanna be the one to spit in your drink
it's time to live
not time to let it pass
a gift from me at last
will paint through your dreams
but it almost seems like this could be the one
thank god I'm god's favourite son
warm showers
drip down on the fertile grass
a gift of life that no one asked will paint through your dreams
and the twin towers
go back to the end of me
the biggest spectacle i've ever seen
i have seen on tv
but it almost seems like this could be the one
getting hard to live in this god forsaken world
thank god I'm god's favourite son
but it almost seems like this could be the one
getting hard to live in this god forsaken world
thank god i am god's
thank god i am god's
thank god i am god's favourite son



Credits
Writer(s): Guilherme Poyares, Juno Valentine
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