Atmosphere - God's Bathroom Floor (Stress's 4Track Fiasco) lyrics

Head, pressure, senses, clutch Date, divinity, wouldn't f** Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life, veins Head, pressure, senses, clutch Date, divinity, wouldn't f** 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 f** 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 f** 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 f** 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 f** 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 f** 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 f** 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 f** needles, f** smoke, f** lines that make the sinus choke f** chasers and trails, f** raves and rails f** hangovers, f** hallucinations Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing Blind my insight and dulled common sense Give me inhibition, k** 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 who*es 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 sh** 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 f** 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 f** 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 f** Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life