God Loves Ugly Songtext
von Atmosphere
God Loves Ugly Songtext
Hey, hey what are you doing over there?
I, I′m just standing, I
Come here, come here. What are you doing?
I'm just waiting for. You know he′s. He might come out
Left you standing in the rain all wet
Wait, I just wanna say
No, no, who are you waiting for?
A guy I met at the show
Who, Slug? You're waiting for fucking Slug?
No! I mean no, uhh, yeah
Oh no, you're. You′re fucking kidding me
He′s so hot
Fucking Slug? Oh my God, he is so fucking ugly
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp
I live life like the captain of a sinking ship
The one thing that I can guarantee
I'm like a stepping razor, I suggest you stay fair with me
Been payin′ dues for a decade plus
Before that I was just another face on the bus
Tappin' my foot, to the beat on the radio
Dreamin′ 'bout the mic and the money and the ladies
Oh mom, I promise I′m gonna be large
Someday I'm gonna stop tryin' to borrow your car
Gonna go far, with charisma and skill
Until they put my face on a million dollar bill
Atmosphere, it′s just a ten letter word
Discretion is the name of my cement-feathered bird
And if you didn′t hear, fuck whatevers heard
I think you got the sickness I suggest you get it cured
Caught up in the mix, of a bottle full of fix
I'm gonna hobble down the street til I reach knob creek
It′s not that I don't like you, I just don′t wanna speak
You fuckin' freak
Now keep your days out my week
The world keeps a balance, through mathematics
Defined by whatever you′ve added and subtracted
I'm pushin' on the hammer, to trigger the brain
Embrace how I live it, God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
Once upon a time in Minneapolis, yo
I damn near had to steal the show
I stepped on the stage, who is it?
My names slug I′ve come to kill a couple minutes
What′s up with the way, that everybody gathers around each other
So they can steal each others sound
If it's all about gettin′ down with the get down
How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down?
Appears more clear in it's simplest form
Nobody sees tears when you′re standing in a storm
Abandoning the norm, and handling the harvest
Measuring the worth by the depth of the hardships
I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name
I held on to the sacred ways of how to play the game
When the soldiers started runnin' short on rations
I began tappin′ the egg, to spark the hatchin'
Make it happen
And take this captain to the gallows
I keep steerin' us into an area thats shallow
Talkin to my shadow, he advised me not to worry
He said I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury
So give me some light, a little love and some liquid
I′m gonna creep through the night
And put a plug in the spigot
And when the water grows
And the dam starts to overflow
I′ll float atop the flood, holding on to my ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the wide-screen
Let life be a bowl of melted ice cream
Or be the deer that's caught in my high beams
I′m rollin' with the lights on, scared stiff
Reality is just too much to bear with
Paranoid, walkin′ around careless
No wonder you're in love with your therapist
Go to sleep my little time bomb
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
I, I′m just standing, I
Come here, come here. What are you doing?
I'm just waiting for. You know he′s. He might come out
Left you standing in the rain all wet
Wait, I just wanna say
No, no, who are you waiting for?
A guy I met at the show
Who, Slug? You're waiting for fucking Slug?
No! I mean no, uhh, yeah
Oh no, you're. You′re fucking kidding me
He′s so hot
Fucking Slug? Oh my God, he is so fucking ugly
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp
I live life like the captain of a sinking ship
The one thing that I can guarantee
I'm like a stepping razor, I suggest you stay fair with me
Been payin′ dues for a decade plus
Before that I was just another face on the bus
Tappin' my foot, to the beat on the radio
Dreamin′ 'bout the mic and the money and the ladies
Oh mom, I promise I′m gonna be large
Someday I'm gonna stop tryin' to borrow your car
Gonna go far, with charisma and skill
Until they put my face on a million dollar bill
Atmosphere, it′s just a ten letter word
Discretion is the name of my cement-feathered bird
And if you didn′t hear, fuck whatevers heard
I think you got the sickness I suggest you get it cured
Caught up in the mix, of a bottle full of fix
I'm gonna hobble down the street til I reach knob creek
It′s not that I don't like you, I just don′t wanna speak
You fuckin' freak
Now keep your days out my week
The world keeps a balance, through mathematics
Defined by whatever you′ve added and subtracted
I'm pushin' on the hammer, to trigger the brain
Embrace how I live it, God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
Once upon a time in Minneapolis, yo
I damn near had to steal the show
I stepped on the stage, who is it?
My names slug I′ve come to kill a couple minutes
What′s up with the way, that everybody gathers around each other
So they can steal each others sound
If it's all about gettin′ down with the get down
How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down?
Appears more clear in it's simplest form
Nobody sees tears when you′re standing in a storm
Abandoning the norm, and handling the harvest
Measuring the worth by the depth of the hardships
I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name
I held on to the sacred ways of how to play the game
When the soldiers started runnin' short on rations
I began tappin′ the egg, to spark the hatchin'
Make it happen
And take this captain to the gallows
I keep steerin' us into an area thats shallow
Talkin to my shadow, he advised me not to worry
He said I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury
So give me some light, a little love and some liquid
I′m gonna creep through the night
And put a plug in the spigot
And when the water grows
And the dam starts to overflow
I′ll float atop the flood, holding on to my ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the wide-screen
Let life be a bowl of melted ice cream
Or be the deer that's caught in my high beams
I′m rollin' with the lights on, scared stiff
Reality is just too much to bear with
Paranoid, walkin′ around careless
No wonder you're in love with your therapist
Go to sleep my little time bomb
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
God loves ugly
Writer(s): Sean Daley, Anthony Jerome Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com