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Deadbeat
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Deadbeat κυκλοφόρησε στις 29 Οκτωβρίου 2025 από Tiyler the Writer ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Deadbeat - Single
ΆλμπουμDeadbeat - Single
29 Οκτωβρίου 2025
ΕτικέταTiyler the Writer
ΓλώσσαEnglish
BPM54
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You made the stars, the moon, the scars, the thunder, and the war.
Built a house out of bone just to lock every door.
Said "My image" like a promise, but You love to distort.
We're your children in the attic.
You don't show up anymore.
Every prayer just echoes off cathedral glass,
Every miracle skips the ones who ask.
You made faith out of famine, worship out of fear,
Then called it love when you up and disappeared.
A flood, a drought, a scream too loud,
A choir with no conductor.
A sin, a seed, a child in need,
A silence dressed as wonder.
A king, a cross, a coin we toss,
A dream You never funded.
All-knowing God, all-loving fraud,
Why do you run from it?
You watched the promise rot from what you said.
Every psalm just sank beneath the tide.
Called the ruin holy while we bled.
But you stayed still, sanctified.
Said we're blessed, but the blessings burn.
Every lesson's just pain we learn.
If you're love, then why the leash?
Why make hell, then call it peace?
A flood, a drought, a scream too loud,
A choir with no conductor.
A sin, a seed, a child in need,
A silence dressed as wonder.
A king, a cross, a coin we toss,
A dream You never funded.
All-knowing God, all-loving fraud,
Tell me why to run from it!
Maybe you're tired of holding the blame;
Maybe you get off watching pain.
Maybe heaven's just another chain:
Gold-plated, rust-stained.
Maybe you left the lights on just to watch us crawl,
Built the garden high so you could watch us fall.
And if creation's just a mirror of the maker's flaws,
Then maybe the devil learned it all from God.
A hand, a spike, a holy lie,
A prayer that sounds like thunder.
A name, a face, a saving grace,
But all of it pulls us under.
If love was real,
You'd take the wheel
But you're parked, and we're still bleeding.
All-knowing, all-seeing,
But never intervening.
Ohhhhhhhhhh,
Deadbeat!
Written by: Tiyler Sims
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