I am I in disordered seasons
Bundled out of paradise
Try to follow my own reason
Searching for my ideal awise
Thou art following thy owneth direction
In self fulfilling prophecy
Losing everyday connection
Searching for integrity
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Don't you feel your brains are smothered?
Inspired by rapacity
Bathing in all the shit you're offered
Encouraged by voracity
We art fully enjoying wellness
We ought to be wealthy and divine
We eat all the things they tell us
We don't like to be confined
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Have you heard the angels singing?
Bitter sweetly on the plane
Have you heard the bells they're ringing?
Echoing their own refrain
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Het Ukulele Paradijs - Gloria In Excelsis Ego Lyrics
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I am I in disordered seasons
Bundled out of paradise
Try to follow my own reason
Searching for my ideal awise
Thou art following thy owneth direction
In self fulfilling prophecy
Losing everyday connection
Searching for integrity
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Don't you feel your brains are smothered?
Inspired by rapacity
Bathing in all the shit you're offered
Encouraged by voracity
We art fully enjoying wellness
We ought to be wealthy and divine
We eat all the things they tell us
We don't like to be confined
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Have you heard the angels singing?
Bitter sweetly on the plane
Have you heard the bells they're ringing?
Echoing their own refrain
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Bundled out of paradise
Try to follow my own reason
Searching for my ideal awise
Thou art following thy owneth direction
In self fulfilling prophecy
Losing everyday connection
Searching for integrity
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Don't you feel your brains are smothered?
Inspired by rapacity
Bathing in all the shit you're offered
Encouraged by voracity
We art fully enjoying wellness
We ought to be wealthy and divine
We eat all the things they tell us
We don't like to be confined
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Have you heard the angels singing?
Bitter sweetly on the plane
Have you heard the bells they're ringing?
Echoing their own refrain
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS EGO
Writer: Eveline Ketterings
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid