Atmosphere - God’s Bathroom Floor lyrics

Head, pressure, senses, clutch
Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change rush, floor, life

From a head full of pressure wrest
The senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity
But she wouldn't let me fuck
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 wrest
The senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity
But she wouldn't let me fuck
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 the reasoning
And four for those that try to 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 wrest
The senses that I clutch
I made a date with divinity
But she wouldn't let me fuck
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

I'm catching ulcers from
The child-proof lighters
And all of these fine-tooth biters that keep
The wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances
Achieved walking in my sleep
Thoughts got shifted since the high
Got a tad too deep ask dad to keep cool
I'll call him back soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to
Seek some reimbursement
For the nerve endings that burnt
From the first hit's

From a head full of pressure wrest
The senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity
But she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy
Shade of God help-me-change
Caught a rush on the floor from
The life in my veins
Head full of pressure wrest the
Senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity
But she wouldn't let me fuck
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 fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and
UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me inhibition
Kill 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 whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy
Autopsy pages read euthanasia, ie irony
Well, here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose
Life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile

From a head full of pressure wrest
The senses that I clutch
Made a date with divinity
But she wouldn't let me fuck
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 wrest
The senses that I clutch
I made a date with divinity
But she wouldn't let me fuck
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, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change rush, floor, life