Letra de 'Poor Isaac' de The Airborne Toxic Event

Oh and God just leave that Abraham alone
He wants a son, he wants a son
Everybody wants a home

Though I'm not quite sure if poor Isaac would agree
My God, he said what did I do
To make you wanna watch me bleed?

And I feel sick tonight, I feel just like
The dancing flame in a funeral light
And I'm not sure if I want you to save me

And I'd be less uptight if I knew the sight
And blood is just a weakness
And not the whole reason you made me

But sometimes I think it is

Oh and God just go and leave me all alone
I'm not your son, I'm not your son
Everybody dies alone

Was this world just not quite hard enough for you
I guess like anyone you've got
Your own scores to settle too

And I'm so pissed tonight, I feel just like
The last remainin' canaanite
And don't think that I will be returning

And if you wanna see the irony
And the savage price of piety
There's a lot of us who are going to be burning

How does it feel?

And the sorrow that I know when I'm alone, I can't express
All these darling angels singing in my ear
And the comfort of their touch, it cuts right through this emptiness

And it's everything I want
And everything I fear
But I don't fear God

That child was my friend
I spent a long time with his curse
I can feel him trembling beneath his plea

And I don't know if there's a water
All I know is there's a thirst
And it might be for the best

But I'm not quite sure if Isaac would agree