Gravity Well by The Fine Print Lyrics

Well I'm tired of the way you call God your dad and
I'm sick of the way you say all that you have is just-
Just dandruff from God; something he didn't need
I wish it'd fall of his head and land somewhere by me

I'll take you with relish embellish yourself
I'll take it from you and from no one else
I'll take up residence on your shelf

Well it's not every day that you see through your life
Due to plants, circumstance, or the right kind of light
And each time it occurs, there's a slight bit of fright
You won't get back on that track and just get right

But at the same moment, there's a queer sort of light
From the back of your neck to the front of your eyes
From where you have been to the places you might
It's all we can do to do right

I'll take you with relish embellish yourself
I'll take it from you and from no one else
I'll take up residence on your shelf
I'll take you with relish embellish yourself
I'll take it from you and from no one else
I'll take up residence on your shelf