Testo God's On Vacation

Here we go again, a sigh left for the end

Rise to fall back down, Losing what I've found

Good times and mutilation

God took a vacation
Self-worth and frustration

Everything so wasted

God's on vacation

Deceived by what you you've said, stuck inside my head

Some way I’ve been misled, the more I'm living, the more I'm dead

Nothings left, now it’s gone, all that’s left, a fucking hole

Thought I had it, should've known, this is how, to kill your soul