Queer Gods 歌词

Don’t get your panties in a bunch I'm just saying what we’re all thinking It’s tedious to play within Predetermined roles we’re all given Don’t you get tired of being the good guy Don’t you get tired of being the dry eye in the room Can’t you see past the pink and blue queues In the thick of the night I pray to the queer gods Give me a better guy, give me a better guy I'm something ancient radiating round the shovеl while you’re digging You find the bonеs and the little tomes but not the meaning Sifting through gems and calling them sand You press my waves as I flow through your hand From the earth and sea I'm the Sun and the night In the shifting light I pray to the queer gods When it gets colder on your own Steal your breath and close your eyes Heaven is wasted on the throne When it gets colder on your own Soaked in blight and cheap cologne Knees to the dirt eyes to the sky Give me Give me a better guy