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God the Father (parts 1​,​2, and 3)

from Daddy Issues Vol. 8 by Luke McGowan

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This is about my friends and I. I feel like a lot of us went through this weird existential or identity crisis around the same time and it sparked a lot of cool conversation. Those conversations made this song.

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I’ve been living a positive life with a negative mind.
I’ve been counting down the seconds till I’m feeling fine
When the bullet hits my brain I will feel the sweet release
Till then there is nothing to be said except I am diseased.

There’s nothing like a lover that just won’t give love
It’s so hard to keep breathing when you just can’t give a fuck.
I run my hand along my body for a sexual relapse.
Fill my brain with dopamine and my lungs with grass.

Ive been sitting in my room with the curtains closed
The time of day doesn’t matter at your all time low
The only thing that matters is feeling helplessly blue
There is nothing more sad than an existential crisis in your room






































G D Am G
Let us get pissed, kill god, be our own god, and kill ourselves
G D Am D
Get pissed, kill god, put our idols on a shelf
G D Am C
Get pissed, kill god, burn everything, freeze hell
G D G
Get pissed, kill god, kill ourselves

Let us get drunk, waste time, burn money, feel strong
Buy guns, build towers, paint art on walls.
Make friends despite social stigma
Get pissed, kill god, kill ourselves

Let us make love, make war, fuck cancer, find cures
Pay taxes, pay dues, fuck pimps, pay whores
Pay Jesus, pay priests to help you find the lord
Or get pissed, kill god, kill ourselves

Let us get pissed, kil god, be our own god, and kill ourselves.
Get pissed, kill god, put our idols on a shelf
Get pissed, kill god, burn everything, freeze hell
Get pissed, kill god, kill ourselves

















G
I am a drunkard and you’re a shitty six pack
Em
A meager fix till my next bottle of jack
B
If I don’t get a drink soon I might just explode
C
And then I’ll be dead and you’ll be alone
Am
But you are already and that’s all that I know.
C
But at least you’re still sane yeah I know that it blows
Am
Having sense of this world so corrupted and shitty
C
But maybe someday we’ll burn down this city
G
I plan on living forever at least until I die

And then I plan on staying here detached from life

But till then lets drink to the new coming day

Its 5pm somewhere and in somewhere we may

Relapse to old habits become youthful again

And we’ll talk about girls and the trials of being men

And how if our fathers have failed us then what do we have

Our visions of god come straight from our dads

credits

from Daddy Issues Vol. 8, released February 23, 2013

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