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*(Verse 1)*
Just got off the phone with him, he says he understands,
Claims he’ll always love me, but it’s empty where he stands.
He didn’t lift a finger when I needed him the most,
Now he only shows his face when he wants to be the host.
*(Pre-Chorus)*
He says he’s always watching, but I know it’s just a lie,
He’s the ghost that haunts my dreams, but never hears me cry.
*(Chorus)*
He gave me ignorance and pestilence, tsunamis and drought,
He says he’s got a plan, but I can’t figure it out.
He’s spending all his time inventing ways to make us break,
While we’re left to pick up pieces from the messes that he makes.
*(Verse 2)*
Don’t let him tell you stories ‘bout how he made the light,
Language, love, and kindness—they were ours to ignite.
He’s claiming all the glory for what we built from pain,
But the truth is in the ashes that he left us in the rain.
*(Pre-Chorus)*
It’s a twisted kind of love that leaves us in the cold,
A father who abandons while his children grow old.
*(Chorus)*
He gave me ignorance and pestilence, tsunamis and drought,
He says he’s got a plan, but I can’t figure it out.
He’s spending all his time inventing ways to make us break,
While we’re left to pick up pieces from the messes that he makes.
*(Bridge)*
And all the things they worship him for, they’re really ours, not his,
The art, the love, the kindness—they’re the gifts that we give.
It’s a strange inheritance, where the father takes the crown,
While we, his broken children, are the ones who wear the frown.
*(Chorus)*
He gave me ignorance and pestilence, tsunamis and drought,
He says he’s got a plan, but I can’t figure it out.
He’s spending all his time inventing ways to make us break,
While we’re left to pick up pieces from the messes that he makes.
*(Outro)*
So don’t you sing his praises, don’t you give him all the fame,
The glory that they worship was never really his to claim.
It’s ours to own, our battles fought, our hearts that kept us strong,
And in this twisted game of love, he’s been playing us all wrong.
