Quilts

Wipe that smile
Off your face
I see you for what you are
What you claim to be
And I think I hear his voice
In the background
Enough
Enough is enough and I'm sick
Of it all caving in on top of me
You ask me what I think?
Well I think its about
To hit the fan

I think I'm taking you
Back to the other side

Right about
Now
You can't escape my truth
Ha ha
I see you for what you are
What you claim to be
And I think I hear his
Phone call coming through and all
Your reasoning doesn't make sense to me
I lost the battle not the war
You ask what I think?
Well I think its about
To hit the fan

I think I'm taking you
Back to the other side

Blasphemy
I think I see your mouth
Courting the essence of evil spurring the truth
Nah
My thoughts are racing
You ask me what I think
And I think I see his
Ha ha
Number on the caller ID
And its struck a chord going down
But it hit my intentions sometime long ago
In my mind the sea
Well I think its about to hit the fan

Just go
I lost my sanity sometime long ago
Over the pictures you kept of him and you
You ask me what I think
I think
Simple minds and gods think alike
Thats why you two deserve each other
Yahweh, bless them even in my pain I said it
But in the quilt of life
I think you lost your threads
In the Quilt of Life
I think you lost your threads