Lyricist : Paris Jackson/Linda Perry
Composer : Paris Jackson/Linda Perry
He said, come down, don't freeze, we're gonna shake it out
Cold sweats, I bet you thought you could take
Sun down coming 'round sinkin'
Hole in every pocket, circlin' drains
Never thought that it could ever be this way
Feelin' ****in' low like somethin' so insane
No relief and no reprieve
Obscenity just so diseased
Where is he when you hit your knees, your god?
Your god? Your god?
Creepin' out stormin'
Breathe it out, burnin'
No one, no one, nobody warned me
Seepin' out, you scorn me
Never thought that it could ever be this way
Feelin' ****in' low like somethin' so insane
No relief and no reprieve
Obscenity just so diseased
Where is he when you hit your knees, your god?
Your god? Your god?
Breakin' down, oh, how we plead
But just one more, I swear, I need
Where is he when you hit your knees, your god?
Your god? Your god?
Do you want it, don't you need it?
You can't fight it now
No relief and no reprieve
Obscenity just so diseased
Where is he when you hit your knees, your god?
Your god? Your god?
Breakin' down, oh, how we plead
But just one more, I swear, I need
Where is he when you hit your knees, your god?
Your god? Your god?
