[Hook]
Love (echoed)
That's what's missing in the music
And that's why anyone with a beat can do it
Love (echoed)
That's what's missing in the home
And in a full house you still feel alone
Love (echoed)
That's what's missing on the job
And that's why everything seems so hard
Love (echoed)
That's what's missing on the globe
Thats's why I had to write this ode
[Verse 1: Godzillest]
Through the valley of the shadow of d**h, I'm just a glimmer
When your Pop's is banging on your room door to enter
Getting more terrified as thoughts linger
He's chopping it down and you just pray he gets splinters
Pushing the dresser with everything left in you
But the pain alone is making all your nerves tender
And all the shouting is an incentive
To think back to better days that are hard to remember
The happy club, you're no longer a member
And that cold in your heart wasn't born in December
You can't talk to a shrink to find the center
Of your problem cause book solving isn't a remedy
Plus the evil you didn't see
Just broke through robbing you of your good sleep
And you'll let him in, even if your Christian
Cause sometimes, we don't recognize what's missing...and that's
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[Verse 2: Godzillest]
Thy name be hallowed, people are trying to follow
But pride is a hard pill to swallow
As it travels, it breaks the bond
The covenant, well established to take us on
It makes us long for gratification
Of minuscule, not what true matters are based in
This matter is pressed since the playpen
Til the hole in our hearts extends to gaping
By ourselves we can't fill the space in
But it lies saying we can solve everything we take in
Think about when you've been backed in a corner
Was it really your pride that made you stronger?
Was it really your will that let you conquer the demons
Pa**ing off little faith as karma
A young soul now lulled by snake charmers
Their egos deflate honor...guess what's missing y'all
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[Verse 3: Godzillest]
How do we do without it, it seems vision is clouded
From disobedience, the same cause of the shroud rip
At home, we're tunnel-visioned about this
So we don't see effects to our kids and spouses
Anthills in our minds become mountains
That we wish would run off of the cliff and start drowning
What we have is people that start clowning
Cause they don't like how the old church is sounding
And that's why my migraine's pounding
Cause the search for the Lord doesn't end in a round ring
All we do is stress on how we found things
Our bad surroundings and how trash is now king
Governing all our factions
So we create golden calfs to bask in
And what causes this to happen
Is when we have the answer but resist the action...that's not
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