Oh My God

I took a knife and a wheelchair

‘Cause I won’t be back home for a while.

You said I’d want to be a doctor

But I don’t and I need to know why.

Oh my God

Just folded and burnt like a parchment oh

Engraved like a star on the pavement oh

I believe in the past I believe in ghosts

In the songs I can write in the problems solved.

I started bleeding in the desert.

I’ve been shot in the back the night before.

I’ll be lying on the railway.

I’ll be saved when the city awakes.

Oh my God

Just folded and burnt like a parchment oh

Engraved like a star on the pavement oh

I believe in the past I believe in ghosts

In the songs I can write in the problems solved.

I just don’t remember what I say or do

And I almost forgot that you were here too.

What I say or do

What I say or do

Oh you were here too