Lyrics
"God" wears a sweatshirt
In the back of her Volkswagen
"God" has stretch marks
"God" is full of love
When the talk has worn off
And she wavers her conviction
Both in confusion
Both in connection
Banging walls just to set free
All the sheep in your imagination
Touch yourself to sleep
Force yourself to eat
She has a tattoo
On the back of her left calve
Her wish is my command
Her trust is in my hands now
People help you
Then they hurt you
People help you
Then they...