God Is a Guitarist Lyrics – Binglebog
Singer: Binglebog
Title: God Is a Guitarist
Been told to keep breathing
Not a place left to go
Do you understand the reason?
Even hallowed has a low
Round and round as everyone one runs
Around the piece of garb
I hear you strum away on
Your committal guitar
We’ve been living off of what we’ve found
Happy singing your sad old songs
Inch by inch till we’re out of bounds, oh no
We’ve been living off of what we’ve found
Happy singing your sad old songs
Inch by inch till we’re out of bounds, oh no
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We’ve been living off of what we’ve found
Happy singing your sad old songs
Inch by inch till we’re out of bounds, oh no
We’ve been living off of what we’ve found
Happy singing your sad old songs
Inch by inch till we’re out of bounds, oh no
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