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if god was here - kaiyola lyrics

[verse]
if god was here, she’d ask you to please stop f*cking talking
yeah, my eyes are open, sure, but i’m still a dead man walking
i see the paths, beaten roads, through both i’m hawking
pale and frail, maybe a ghost
you hacks i’m haunting
bullet holes in the back of my dress
if you want defense, you better go and get you a vest
as a test, i can attest all the work that i put in
call me vanessa, i’m finessing doors, get my foot in
since nine i haven’t been too composite
but i’m getting better, for now these 16 dots is my target
leave ’em on the market even with all the pain i discarded
leave the wound open, crawl in, that’s blood on the carpet
now, i shift over the crack rock, spitting sh*t
letting go of that leash, i like to call it deliverance
and my inference is telling me that maybe it’s not safe anymore
can’t ever hide behind doors
’cause that’s where all the blood pours
on the floor it’s so adoring, that
according to you
i’ve got to find some new circles
i’ve got to write in these journals
i’ve got to get some pet turtles
i’ve got to tally em up
i’ve got to rally em up
i remember that night that i was driving with you
we had some tunes on and we looked out and the sky, it was blue
you said it was over for you
you said that they cared you didn’t
and now you’re distant
you need an assistant just to come around and fix your vision
i understand that we’re all aware of the group’s division
the friendships scattered and now everyone thinks that they’re the victim
the situation that i’ve been in was caused by somebody who made some bad decisions
and probably f*cked too many men
i was taken from the state at a time in my life where i couldn’t even count my age
that’s where my family stay
at least my old one with my uncles and sh*t
i got my new one here like sitting around like trophies and sh*t
i might not know my dad
but i don’t give a f*ck
because i raised myself and it wasn’t tough
so f*ck that architect while he’s building buildings
i’m building up my name
i’m maintaining this flame
ain’t no need to play the blame game
uh, have we made it to the end?
are we gonna stay friends?
if not, if it depends?
i don’t know what you intend
but i’ve got different plans
i’ve got to keep my clan
[outro]
would things have worked out the same
if things got changed
if god was here?
if god was here
would things have worked out the same
if things got changed
if god was here?

- kaiyola lyrics

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