Now You're God / Dying Comes So Easy

Wildman / Marsden / Downing / Downing · Lyrics: Wildman
From the 1996 sessions · Reconstructed 2026 · Doomed To Live, Side D

It's so cold here
It's so cold here
You feel it slip away
Only yesterday
It all seemed okay

And you feel trapped
You feel betrayed
By the crowds who
Screamed for you
Who cried for you
Who worshipped you

All the time we were at the top
The world don't mean a thing
You even managed to fool yourself
That you were everything

And now you're gone
The world seems to be at one
To stumble along
To carry on without you

And it's so hard
Helping you to see
That you were just a phase
In those heady days
Of a teenage craze

To justify your frozen eye
You have nothing new to say
And even if you had an epitaph
Who would listen anyway
And now you know how Jesus felt
As they carried him away

And the world seems even smaller
But it doesn't feel the same
But this is it
It's too late now to break
You've come this far
But you don't know who you are
And there's a shining star

And you wonder how you got here
And you wonder what's the game
The crowds that kissed your hand
Don't fully understand
Their life is out of gear
Their mind is full of fear
And your eyes are full of tears
Now you're God

Pray for your son mama
Pray for your son mama
Pray for your son mama
Pray for your son mama
It's beautiful mama
It's beautiful mama
So pray for your son mama
Pray for your son mama

And after all this time
It's pointless to question why
You ever started
You ever let it get this far

The clock is ticking louder now
It hammers out your name
How it beats you
How it really does you in

And dying comes so easy
When it doesn't mean a thing

You sacrificed your soul
You're truly on the rocks
How you fucked up
So fucked up
So many times

You're fingering a razor blade
You feel a rush of blood
How ironic
A man like you
Should end this way