Lyrics to Face Of God
Tell me how much more suffering
Before you see the face of God?
Tell me how much more suffering
Before you see the face of God?
Now my eyes are blind from crying
Don't know how many more tears I've got!
They say God is a devil,
Until you look him in the eye.
They say God is a devil,
Until you look him in the eye.
I can barely lift my head up,
And sometimes I don't even wanna try.
I'm not looking for love, baby
Looking how I'm looking,
Anybody tell me where all love go!?
I know I want something
Before you see the eyes of God
Cause I'm busting down to nothing
And it's a long down road I'm on.
How does them show up yesterday?
Like a rain come down from the cloud.
I just didn't showed up yesterday
Like a rain come down from a cloud.
I was.. blood from the enemy
Long before my neighbors got proud.
They ride a big fancy cars,
Then like to cut the grass they sow
They ride a big fancy cars,
Then like to cut the grass they sow
I'm doing cartwheel on the front lawn
I'm still coming to the kitchen door.
Tell me how much more suffering
Before you see the face of God?
Tell me how much more suffering
Before you see the face of God?
Now take my shit, baby
Why don't you tell me what you got?
Before you see the face of God?
Tell me how much more suffering
Before you see the face of God?
Now my eyes are blind from crying
Don't know how many more tears I've got!
They say God is a devil,
Until you look him in the eye.
They say God is a devil,
Until you look him in the eye.
I can barely lift my head up,
And sometimes I don't even wanna try.
I'm not looking for love, baby
Looking how I'm looking,
Anybody tell me where all love go!?
I know I want something
Before you see the eyes of God
Cause I'm busting down to nothing
And it's a long down road I'm on.
How does them show up yesterday?
Like a rain come down from the cloud.
I just didn't showed up yesterday
Like a rain come down from a cloud.
I was.. blood from the enemy
Long before my neighbors got proud.
They ride a big fancy cars,
Then like to cut the grass they sow
They ride a big fancy cars,
Then like to cut the grass they sow
I'm doing cartwheel on the front lawn
I'm still coming to the kitchen door.
Tell me how much more suffering
Before you see the face of God?
Tell me how much more suffering
Before you see the face of God?
Now take my shit, baby
Why don't you tell me what you got?
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