OMS Lyrics

God bless, if God's there, he might be I know heaven is a place, but it's not for

me It's for people who believe me, I just live

I'm a quitter, I'm a leaver For your face, I'm a believer

With a bad liver, imagination giver Broken broom seeker, poorly groomed garden

Surely cold pizza, with a tendency to try and reach him

Trying to find the universal, graphics feature synesthesia

Oh my something, how I need you Oh my something, must I speak up

Make that pop and try and have it playing out of every speaker

Oh my something, I believe in something It's better than nothing, no

Oh my something, I believe in something that's better than nothing, no

Oh my something, I believe in something that's better than nothing, no

And when you checking out, make sure you're not afraid

It's kinda not the point, it's sorta not so godlike

It's love and sex and street lights, poetry and Big Macs

Pay attention and tax, silky smooth till it cracks

Filled with all that it lacks, for sure it don't mean shit

If we don't have each other's backs, through withdrawal and relapse

And I kissed the earth once, every day before work

Just to rest assure it's all a gift, it's not deserved

So dead I won't get it, till the day that I won't get it

Breathe in once, again, look back and I regret it

So I try to get it, till the day that I won't get it

Breathe in once, once again, then look back and I regret it

Oh my something, I believe in something that's better than nothing, no

Oh my something, I believe in something that's better than nothing, no

Oh my something, I believe in something that's better than nothing, no

Oh my something, I believe in something better than nothing, no