"God's Bathroom Floor" lyrics - ATMOSPHERE

Head, pressure, senses, clutch
Date, divinity, wouldn't fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins

Head, pressure, senses, clutch
Date, divinity, wouldn't fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

It goes one for the cannabis and two for your dianetics
Three for your reasoning and four for those that try and get it
Five for your love and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
I made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

I'm catching ulcers from the childproof lighters
And all of these fine-toothed biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walkin' in my sleep
Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep

Ask Dad to keep cool, I'll call him back
As soon as I resume normal and get out of this bathroom
And call management, seek some reimbursement
For the nerve endings that burn from the first hits

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
And I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

So fuck needles, fuck smoke, fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers and trails, fuck raves and rails
Fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing

Blind my insight and dulled common sense
Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built a tolerance, now it's more that I consume
And when it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison

Unify the eulogy
Autopsy pages read euthanasia, i.e. irony
Well here I be within a pool of my drool, sedated
Windows dilated comatose life overdose

Tell Jacob Miles keep it wild-style
I promise I'll smile and check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Miles keep that shit wild-style
I'll smile and check your floor, God's got nice tile

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
And I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity but she wouldn't let me fuck
And I got touched by a hazy shade of God, help me change
And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

Head, pressure, senses, clutch
Date, divinity, wouldn't fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life