The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up - Mind of God | Текст песни

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I'm calling on the off-chance you were waiting by the phone. i am needing to believe in something new. you took your shirt off to try mine on for size. i wished you luck. i took your face in my hands one more time. could you help me, please, to wipe my memory clean? could you make me see there's nothing more than you and me? oh, could you help me, please, to scrape my memory clean? could you make me see there's nothing more than waves of thoughts in the mind of god?

Dead prayers leave my splitting lips. your bare back, my broken hips. you take my arm, guide me into the fog. you push me through the mind of god. oooh.
You teach me how to kiss, your eyes in mine. a black eye for womankind. your lower lip jumps and you nod. i see you through the waves. you teach me how to see, your mouth in mine. a black eye for womankind. your lower lip jumps and you nod. i see you through the mind of god. i see you through the mind of god.

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