Lyrics to David
David I don't believe in God
I don't think we're heroes in this play.
See beauty in your eyes but
all around me corruption, cruelty and senselessness.
You wanna know if our roads are paved with certainty
I can't say.
David why take any comfort in faith,
unruly prevaricator?
In pathos where I left my memories,
colors all run into tears so do melodies.
Whatever you say, don't say we were lucky.
Whatever what do don't call it chance.
That's like saying it was an accident
when I was running at you,
running at you with my sharpest knife.
Friends we know will fall behind,
maybe not by their own hands.
Some company, they were a big lie.
They were fucked from the start,
baby they never began.
David I don't need a second sense,
well your hands are tied and mine are not too clean.
This life is the only one that I wanna live.
But it ain't any less of a gift when it's one you cannot keep.
Whatever you say, don't say we were lucky.
Whatever you say, don't call it chance.
Oh no, it was no accident.
I was running at you,
running at you,
running at you
with my sharpest knife.
Ran at you with my sharpest knife.
I don't think we're heroes in this play.
See beauty in your eyes but
all around me corruption, cruelty and senselessness.
You wanna know if our roads are paved with certainty
I can't say.
David why take any comfort in faith,
unruly prevaricator?
In pathos where I left my memories,
colors all run into tears so do melodies.
Whatever you say, don't say we were lucky.
Whatever what do don't call it chance.
That's like saying it was an accident
when I was running at you,
running at you with my sharpest knife.
Friends we know will fall behind,
maybe not by their own hands.
Some company, they were a big lie.
They were fucked from the start,
baby they never began.
David I don't need a second sense,
well your hands are tied and mine are not too clean.
This life is the only one that I wanna live.
But it ain't any less of a gift when it's one you cannot keep.
Whatever you say, don't say we were lucky.
Whatever you say, don't call it chance.
Oh no, it was no accident.
I was running at you,
running at you,
running at you
with my sharpest knife.
Ran at you with my sharpest knife.
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