Iceage The Lord's Favorite
You're probably the only one, though it is hard to admit
That can save me
And I never liked to ask for a helping hand
But I do now
I look into your eyes
This hard, bewildered stare
Part of me wants to hurt you
Tear in your hair
But I don't do that now
A naive, open wounded exchange of stories that transforms us
Here
But I think I am the only one breathing on this planet
Tonight
The cheap sweat smothered makeup
Makes her face look as if dissolving
Yet full of grace
Here in the darkness now
One-hundred Euro wine
I do believe in heaven and I do believe its time
Yes its time now
Five inch white high heels
I do believe in heaven and I do believe its real
And its okay now
Vast scarlet leisure
Immense blood pressure
Scatterbrained love lecture
Come here and be gorgeous for me now
After all I think it's evident that I am god's favorite one
And now is the time I should have whatever I desire
I look into your eyes
Staring back at mine
Part of me wants to hurt you
Tear in your hair
But I don't do that now
One-hundred Euro wine
I do believe in heaven and I do believe its time
Faceless company
It don't matter much to me
Five inch white high heels
I do believe in heaven and I do believe its real
Dreamlike mirage haze
I'm positively god's favorite one
Favorite one
Favorite one
Favorite one
I do believe I'm the lord's favorite one
