Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Why am I so sweaty?
Oh, my mind's escaping me
Don't know why, I keep forgetting
Don't know why I didn't sleep
Days go by and I ain't ready
But I'll find a way to be
Days go by and I ain't ready
But I'll find a way to be
And oh, how long before
All of these meltdowns leave you bored
No, I'm not sure
The pain still entertains me
Well, I don't know a lot
But I know when to stir the pot
And not for naught, guess I forgot
Oh, tell me: who calls the shots
So I said, maybe, oh just maybe
All your best years are behind you
Maybe, oh just maybe
Mine are too
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
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Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Why am I so sweaty?
Oh, my mind's escaping me
Don't know why, I keep forgetting
Don't know why I didn't sleep
Days go by and I ain't ready
But I'll find a way to be
Days go by and I ain't ready
But I'll find a way to be
And oh, how long before
All of these meltdowns leave you bored
No, I'm not sure
The pain still entertains me
Well, I don't know a lot
But I know when to stir the pot
And not for naught, guess I forgot
Oh, tell me: who calls the shots
So I said, maybe, oh just maybe
All your best years are behind you
Maybe, oh just maybe
Mine are too
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Why am I so sweaty?
Oh, my mind's escaping me
Don't know why, I keep forgetting
Don't know why I didn't sleep
Days go by and I ain't ready
But I'll find a way to be
Days go by and I ain't ready
But I'll find a way to be
And oh, how long before
All of these meltdowns leave you bored
No, I'm not sure
The pain still entertains me
Well, I don't know a lot
But I know when to stir the pot
And not for naught, guess I forgot
Oh, tell me: who calls the shots
So I said, maybe, oh just maybe
All your best years are behind you
Maybe, oh just maybe
Mine are too
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Jesus Christ, O God Almighty
Please, oh please, just tell me what to do
Buddha, Allah, Aphrodite
Gee, whatever God there might be
He or she don't want you like I do
Writer: DYLAN SWIRKAL, KAI KLITGAARD
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