Like a pushed pin in a pin cushion, I'll shock ya
Like a thin veil over tin bells let the rain ring
As every groove smoothed
No more thoughts, just soothing, yet painful
Like grim reapers weeping
As if they ways ain't saint-like
The tainted souls devoured by hated and fear
No daylight and can't get the day right
Watch as every sin is washed away and think
"That ain't right"
If God could play the devil then in-between is human
And if the people are the plague then vice versa would be true
For as I am on earth is projected in the heavens
Then I can't help thinking
"Maybe Heaven needs a blessing too"
Wondering what I would do if I was in the position of you
Would I be able to change anything?
I'm stuck in my blues, stuck in my waves, stuck in my mental
Like
Like a pushed pin in a pin cushion, I'll shock ya
Like a thin veil over tin bells let the rain ring
As every groove smoothed
No more thoughts, just soothing, yet painful
Like grim reapers weeping
As if they ways ain't saint-like
The tainted souls devoured by hated and fear
No daylight and can't get the day right
Watch as every sin is washed away and think
"That ain't right"
If God could play the devil then in-between is human
And if the people are the plague then vice versa would be true
For as I am on earth is projected in the heavens
Then I can't help but thinking
"Maybe Heaven needs a blessing too"
"So, I was thinking like, maybe you could show me right"
"I was thinking like, maybe we can make it right'
"I was thinking like, well maybe we could make it right"
"Well maybe we could make it right"