I can’t stop from spinning Down the rabbit hole The deeper that you push The deeper I will go They said that God’s a woman I’ll worship you the same Cause all I do is think about Saying your name in vain You might as well marry me
My sinful confession You’re my obsession (yeah) If God is a woman Then God is a weapon (yeah)
I can’t stop from sinning My halo’s just a hole The deeper that I get inside you The deeper you will fall They Say that God’s a weapon Well I’m a hand grenade Try to take this ring from me Watch me detonate You might as well bury me
My sinful confession You’re my obsession (yeah) If God is a woman Then God is a weapon (Yeah)
My Sinful Confession You’re my obsession If God is a woman Then God is a weapon
My 2 cents –
This song bothers me. I enjoy the music. I enjoy the way it is sung. I am bothered by the lyrics. This speaks of obsession and strong ideals of blaming women for male obsession. I cannot put into words the reason fully… It feels like it is a backhand compliment to the woman in the spotlight. I worry that the lyrics will be misunderstood as a love song…and this is the farthest thing one could find from that.
Was it the best you ever had? Was it the worst? You’d never know I’d try to tell you what I think and play it off like it’s a joke Oh no, more surprises, guess it’s like this I’d do anything for you, Mrs. Highness
The sun is fun, the land is dandy I only talk to dogs because they don’t understand me My teeth are yellow, hello world Would you like me a little better if they were white like yours? I need to purge my urges, shame, shame, shame I need an alibi to justify, somebody to blame It’s a halibut, “party bitch”, give it a name and say, “Hey, hey”
This one was recommended by my son. It is such a strange little song but it speaks to me about being ostracized. The outsider in society. So often that feels like the weight that hangs on our shoulders.
Pattimouse 