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Joseph Arthur Lyrics
"Creation Or A Stain"

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I got a god in my head
Tells me that I'm crazy
Got a god in my head
Telling me I'm crazy
An angrry little god
Punching on my skull
Another little god tells me that I'm lazy
A useless piece of shit with no love to give at all now
And the smallest god there thinks that I'm the greatest
Tells me no one else could be as good as me

I listen to them all
I disregard the consequences
Little propogandist selling misery
I build a cocoon
I've got to get away
A shirt made out of wood and glue
And crack and then some paint
No one sees me down there and no one's getting in

I got a needle
A pack
A satchel and a quart of country gin
I drink and shoot
And smoke until the only voice I hear
Is the one telling me those other people don't let anybody near

No
Don't let anybody near
No
Don't let anybody near
No
Don't let anybody near
No
Don't let anybody near

And now the telephone is ringing
The walls are falling down
The sea birds are singing
My soul's nowhere around
I have made myself a mai-tai
I have damned myself again
I have eaten all my children
I have tightened up my skin

I'm a walking crucifixion
I'm a fucked up memory
Consuming all that's left
I'm my mother's misery
I'm sucking on Satan's tit
She's milking me her poison flow
I drink until I'm convinced there's no place left to go

You know there's no place left to go
You know there's no place left to go
You know there's no place left to go
You know there's no place left to go

So I drink until the pain is dry
I know it never is
Sometimes though
I guess I think that I'm the best
Until the morning after when I wake up with the guilt
Of burning down all the things my sacred hands have built
And throwing up all the love you know I never felt

Yeah
You know I never felt
Yeah
You know I never felt
Yeah
You know I never felt
Yeah
You know I never felt

Let's make our tortured Romeo's
Personal health can be beat
You bring it on yourself
Burn out when you might peak
The Holy Ghost is exiled from your heart and from your soul
If you control it it's no fun and if it's fun you've lost control

Your past is plagirism
Your symbols have dried up
Your corruption's as confused as old lovers that you've dumped
Like some hidden
Toxic fume your soul dissapates
It's the ozone of guilty acts eroded by all the things you hate

There's bodies dancing
Crazed
Sexual heat
Grazing from the orchard where starving people eat
Her great weight overwhelms
At times bodies fall
Bankrupt from the beaten
Let's split one more eight-ball

Blue as beggars
Beaten
Bleeding
Tired eyes made of rust
And we all know when it gets like this there's no one you can trust

No
No
There's no one you can trust
No
No
There's no one you can trust
No
No
There's no one you can trust
No
No
There's no one you can trust

Some say the solution's locked in the sweat box
I wouldn't know
I've never been there
I sold my keys to get a ride
We sing along to forgotten AM radio stations and drink expensive wine
Toast the friends that we left hanging

Like prisoners in conceit we hurry through the cracks
I know for sure don't trust no one who says they've got you back
The windows all explode
Outside the noise pollution blooms
Everyone's now hidden like cockroaches in dark rooms

I've been brought back from the dead before so anything can happen
Obsessed with tragic antics
Down and out like Eric Clapton
These are my wild years
I'm trying to enjoy the pain
The euphoria of dying
Toxins wrestle in my brain

We've all been leaves of corruption
We've all been spiders on the wall
Waiting for a hand to smash us or the bloom of light to fall
Is this guilt of just self-hatred
Only wild
Uncontained
Leaking from a broken soul
Is this creation or a stain
Is this creation or a stain

Is this creation or a stain
Is this creation or a stain

Is this creation or a stain
Is this creation or a stain

Is this creation or a stain
Is this creation or a stain

Is this creation or a stain
Is this creation or a stain

Is this creation or a stain
Is this creation or a stain
This song is from the album "Come To Where I'm From".