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Confetti - Dear God
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Oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah Dear God, where'd you go? You haven't been answering your phone Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked up So you should come around more Oh dear God, I hate to say People don't believe in you these days Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up So you should come around more Oh dear God, we haven't talked in a while I'm all grown up now but still feel like a child And I'm sorry that I only holla when I need a favor But all my people really need a Savior Enough about me, what about you dawg You beefin' with science? And by the way I got some bad pressure in my sinus It may be a migraine, it may be the climate change But who am I to talk, I haven't recycled in 5 days Dear God, we still celebrate Christmas 'Cause the novelty of holidays is really big business You heard the prophecy of ol' Saint Nic I heard this year he got Ms. Claus some big fake tits And the longer you go missing The more the story's twisting And people count the days to make their birthday wishes And it's never gon- never gonna change So you should come around more Oh dear God, where'd you go You haven't been answering your phone Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked up So You should come around more Oh dear God, I hate to say People don't believe in you these days Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up So You should come around more God damn! people say that I'm insensitive And that I use your name in vain and I should be more sensitive But I bet they mean more secretive And not expose the hypocrite in every walking piece of shit And hiding is insulting your intelligence That fake-ass walking 'round in Sundays best When they know the world revolves around money and sex The worst people are the first to forget (Uh-na na na) I bite my tongue but can't change how I think (Uh-na na na) I talk to you because I can't afford a shrink (Uh-na na na) It's the everyday people who do the ugliest things And it's never gon- never gonna change So you should come around more Oh dear God, where'd you go You haven't been answering your phone Not sayin' I'm mad but the world is fucked up So you should come around more Oh dear God, I hate to say People don't believe in you these days Not saying I don't but the world is fucked up So you should come around more Oh dear God And it's never gon- never gonna change So you should come around more Oh dear God, and it's never gon- never gonna change So you should come around more And it's never gon- never gonna change So you should come around more Oh dear god And it's never gon- never gonna change So you should come around more I'd like to say "Thank God" (You should come around more) (You should come around more) (You should come around more) So You should come around more
Writer(s): Timothy Paul Sommers, Jeremy Dussolliet, Brice James Fox, Daniel Weber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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