Well I ain't sure, but I've been told he's baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake, took a nap, got myself my bottles back I'm breaking them out on the street, walking around in my bare feet I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat I caught a ride, we caught some air, he's never gonna cut his hair It takes more time to make a fake, we night swam down in the lake And washed the dirt off our intentions Prattled on about bad inventions I came as ice, I came as a whore I came as advice that came too sure I came as gold, I came as crap I came clean and I came as a rat It takes a long time, but God dies too But not before he'll stick it to you Well I don't know, but I been told You'll never die and you'll never grow old I came as a call, I came as flat I came too soon so I came back I came as flowers, I came as nice I came as dirt and I came as a surprise It takes a long time, but God dies too But not before he'll stick it to you I don't know, but I been told You'll never die and you'll never grow old