More songs by NewDad
Description
Mixer: Craig Silvey
Drums: Fiachra Parslow
Guitar, Vocals: Julie Dawson
Engineer: Sean Genockey
Guitar: Seán O’Dowd
Producer: Shrink
Masterer: Steve Fallone
Writer: Fiachra Parslow
Writer: Julie Elisabeth Dawson
Writer: Sam Breathwick
Writer: Sean O’Dowd
Lyrics and translation
Original
I've been looking hard, but I can't find God
Who'll deliver me from evil, so from sin I'm starved?
Who'll deliver me from all of my distress?
I fear the things I've done and what I could do next
'Cause there's more than one heaven, more than one hell
And I saw one of the latter in that cheap hotel
But you said, "It can't get worse," I don't believe it
It's just a sinking kind of feeling
I've been trying hard, but I feel misplaced
All I see is the fear that's painted on my face
Feel like a fraud and a fucking disgrace
Could you pluck out these thoughts, have them erased?
'Cause there's more than one hell, more than one heaven
And now I've climbed the ladder, can you get me in?
'Cause you said, "It won't get worse," and I'll believe it
Try kick this sinking kind of feeling
Try kick this sinking kind of feeling
Try kick this sinking kind of feeling
('Cause there's more than one heaven, more than one hell)
(And I saw one of the latter in that cheap hotel)
Try kick this sinking kind of feeling
('Cause there's more than one hell, more than one heaven)
(And now I've climbed the ladder, can you get me in?)
Try kick this sinking kind of feeling