Life: The Cruel Interlude (On God) Songtext
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Life: The Cruel Interlude (On God) Songtext
Why?
Why would He make us so incomplete?
Stumbling around, searching for eyes
Kicking at ′em with our feet
Lord, I know I'm asking for too much
Lord, I know I′m asking for too much, me
Ooh, it's a mystery I'd even care to dream (no, no, no, no)
Ooh, why do I dare believe in me when I bleed?
My God, my God, my God
My God, my God, my God
My God, my God, my God
My God, my God, my God
Seems like I′m all ways from
Ways from, ways from home
Seems like I′m all ways from
Ways from, ways from home
Home, ho-home (ways from, ways from home)
Where are you now? Where am I? (I)
Something like 7 billion on your mind?
I guess I'll take a number, I′ve realized
I'm living in a cruel and diluted time, cruel interluded life
Hi, I′m lifeform 9 billion and 3
You're meant to know my name, meant to know me
Watched the winter warm up, summer′s freeze
Guessing we'll see what will happen, we'll see what will happen (′til then)
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I′m tryna find my way home
I know I'm asking for too much
(Ways from, ways from home)
Lord, I know I′m asking for too much
(Ways from, ways from home)
Why would He make us so incomplete?
Stumbling around, searching for eyes
Kicking at ′em with our feet
Lord, I know I'm asking for too much
Lord, I know I′m asking for too much, me
Ooh, it's a mystery I'd even care to dream (no, no, no, no)
Ooh, why do I dare believe in me when I bleed?
My God, my God, my God
My God, my God, my God
My God, my God, my God
My God, my God, my God
Seems like I′m all ways from
Ways from, ways from home
Seems like I′m all ways from
Ways from, ways from home
Home, ho-home (ways from, ways from home)
Where are you now? Where am I? (I)
Something like 7 billion on your mind?
I guess I'll take a number, I′ve realized
I'm living in a cruel and diluted time, cruel interluded life
Hi, I′m lifeform 9 billion and 3
You're meant to know my name, meant to know me
Watched the winter warm up, summer′s freeze
Guessing we'll see what will happen, we'll see what will happen (′til then)
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I′m tryna find my way home
I know I'm asking for too much
(Ways from, ways from home)
Lord, I know I′m asking for too much
(Ways from, ways from home)
Writer(s): Lakisha K Robinson, Raymond E Brady Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com