the sad god feat black thought ajay prasanna anoushka shankar

Gorillaz

I gave you love, the feel of glory
I gave you dreams, you wrote your stories
I gave you flaws, to reach the Sun
I gave you atoms, you built the bomb

Now there is nothing that I have lost
No more mountain, no more sorrows
There s no more prayers, no more tomorrow
Only screams left to fill your fear

I got the intel from the inkwell
You do well when you think well
Don t need a couple people more like me
To try and give you help when you bring help

It ain t got to begin well
But it s all well if it ends well
It ain t well ? a man still gotta mean well
And intent well
Even in hell

You think you re worthy of a friend, girl
It s funny ? all of a sudden you the main cell
And my group be the hard shell
Of the incel