Ieatpants - A Life Like God's Records lyrics

I've heard time is like a record Well, i've got lots of records Time cuts a path in every record A groove for every life Our songs are given to the ether But the needle can go astray Where it ends up is not a place It lands on some other life And God hears it slipping The record of our lives It's happening all the time Keeps skipping until we die The metal that we were made of The plastic eyeball sockets They rot in the bottom And they are forgotten (forever) And there's nothing after No more needle asking why No more thoughts of dying No spying hidden eyes And God hears it slipping The record of our lives It's happening all the time Keeps skipping until we die