Soviet Spacedog - (Making Yourself Feel) So Small Lyrics

If someone instills in you a fear of God
Without belief
Be careful that you don't let it go to your head
If ever you find yourself writing holy books
For a congregation of one
Consider making peace with silence instead

'Cause who are you
To believe in anything at all?
Who are you
Making yourself feel so small?

Do you ever get the sense that God might be an asshole?
Life in a constant state of self psychic damage
Sometimes starts to feel like
A holy disadvantage
Like using the voices of the people that you know and love
To tell you things that you've made up
About yourself when there's nobody else

But who are you
To speak for anyone at all?
Who are you
To harbor phantoms in your skull?

And there comes a time when nothing left will rhyme
And none of the cars will blink in unison anymore
So you'll go to hardware to check out the hoses
And that's where it felt real, the first time in ages
Now all of your pages and plans you were making
Become a new monument or evidence of

Who you were
When you thought that you could end it all
Who you were
When you thought that you could end it all
Who were you?
Who were you
Hurt by things you can't recall?

Shouting last words down the hall
Harboring phantoms in your skull
Making yourself feel so small

If someone instills in you a fear of God
Without belief
Be careful that you don't let it go to your head