Paroles de Hidden Driver

Hidden driver Forming shape inside my chest Omnipotent in the way that it arrests Every sense and every lesson I want to make a call I guess But I can't completely stress enough How I feel her presence shaking through the floor... And what's more is that I can feel three angels Forming a place between everything I see... God is peeking Softly speaking Breaking everything Until I slowly do see She broke right through the mess he made Shoved an apple in his face And impaled him with a long and gnarly stake And I give thanks for it everyday But I still think of god in the same way: As the moment in my dreams When I'm fading away And what takes my place Is a radial gradient of cops and priests And mounting things Fucking every thing Making rules for a body within me And god is peeking Softly speaking Fucking everything Until I do see