War With Heaven - Louis M^ttrs, Catching Flies

This soul is leaving me to find a better home

We’re just not meant to be, I’ll make a new clone

Please all take your seats, sit back, enjoy the show

I’ve just found insanity, all on my own

The smoke from the fire, the lines from the notes

Are taking me higher and turning me cold

And turning me cold, and turning me cold

And turning me cold

I’m at war with heaven

I’m at war on my own

I made friends with the devil

I don’t wanna die alone

I lost faith in heaven

I lost faith at home

I made friends with the devil

I don’t wanna die alone, no

I stop playing, insert disc into the sick whip and start praying

Hands are shaking, paint job’s decaying

Ain’t got time to find the reason why my mind’s betraying

Insert me into the sea breeze and start waving

Shit, we got lost in translation

Not ready to leave this earth, you ain’t hearing shit that I’m saying

The smoke from the fire, the lines from the notes

Are taking me higher and turning me cold

And turning me cold, and turning me cold

And turning me cold

I’m at war with heaven

I’m at war on my own

I made friends with the devil

I don’t wanna die alone

I lost faith in heaven

I lost faith at home

I made friends with the devil

I don’t wanna die alone, no