God's Fault - Matthew Mayfield

Oh my my my, my sweetest friend

Oh my my what have I doneOh no, no, no not this againOh no, no, no please God

But he battens down his hatches

and closes his eyes

begs the Good Lord for the answers he’s never gonna find

and washed out in the shadows,

I’m a whisper in the night

confusion, disillusion

as I look him in the eye:

«This ain’t God’s fault brother, he still toes the line… This ain’t God’s

fault brotherI’m afraid this one’s mine.»

Blood, sweat, piss and I’m on the floorI swear to God this is itbenzo, hydro,

and Julio

a routine maintenance kit

So I batten down my hatches and I close my eyesbeg the Good Lord for the

answers I’m never gonna findand washed out in the shadows,

you’re a whisper in the night

confusion, disillusion

as you look me in the eye

«This ain’t God’s fault brother, he still toes the line… This ain’t God’s

fault brotherI’m afraid this one’s mine.»

This bed is a cageThis bed is a cageThis bed is a cageAnd now I have to lie in

the one that you’ve made

And now I have to lie in the one that you’ve made

So I batten down my hatches and I close my eyesbeg the Good Lord for the

answers I’m never gonna findand washed out in the shadows,

you’re a whisper in the night

confusion, disillusion

as you look me in the eye

«This ain’t God’s fault Matthew, he still toes the line… This ain’t God’s

fault MatthewI’m afraid this one’s mine.»