I talk to god as much as I talk to satan cause I wanna hear both sides. Does that make me cynical? There are no miracles and this is no miraculous life. I savour hate as much as I crave love because I’m just a twisted guy. Is this the pinnacle, is this the pinnacle, the pinnacle of being alive? Now I see the light.
Well I look up to god but I see trouble cause this ain’t a miracle. I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle.
I know for certain that someone is watching but is it from up or down? I make you miserable you stick with me although you know I’m gonna ruin your life.
I talk to god as much as I talk to satan cause I wanna hear both sides. Does that make me cynical? There are no miracles and this is no miraculous life.
We walk in to the tide.
Well I look up to god but I see trouble cause this ain’t a miracle. I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle.
When the see-saw snaps and splinters your hand don’t come crying to me. I’ll only see your good side and believe it’s a miracle, a miracle.
I slap the water and watch the fish dance to the ripples of us. We’re just dull blue duds blinking eyes encased in rust.
This ain’t a miracle this ain’t a miracle this ain’t a miracle this ain’t a miracle.
