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Original: God-ish by PinocchioP
Instrumentals: Aririn A.

Vocals by me, but from back in December or late November. Same equipment as always, IbisPaint and CapCut. The art and editing is by me too, along with translation, but also, yes I missed coloring a few spots of the art and didn’t realize till editing. Not my best cover but WHATEVER! Thanks for watching!


My lyrics:

(Oh my god)
All love, ends breaking-up, or something close
All life must end in death, or something close
Wow, that’s so cool to hear, how do you know?
I’m dancing with a dictionary full of “ish”
Make way

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Call it ish, call it ish
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-
Call it God-ish

Enough, I said enough
I told you ‘done,’ said that’s enough
Anticipating, on another note
Bigger, and bigger, 
You dream only bigger and bigger
Your profit’s cursed, your feelings have caused your end, yay, yeah!

(Gott ist tot) (God is dead)

That’s god-ish, yeah, it’s unfair,
God-so-god-ish either way
I want you, want you, IQ falling, who cares anyway?
It’s evil, baby, face it,
Call it evil, plain as day
I hate you, hate you, 
How’s that for a pest?

Your hair, your eyes, lips so perfect
Perfume, clothes, make-up
It’s “That”-ish, that’s the word for it
It’s “that”-ish every day

It’s your quotes, reviews, criticism 
Jokes, sense of taste
So god-ish, god it’s unfair,
God, “That, Ish, That, Ish, That”’s got me envious

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Call it ish, call it ish
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-
Call it God-ish

“Is it that nature’s calling for us to be malicious?
To put on such an act to look down upon those ‘witches’?
It’s hard to sit so idle with so many spent wishes
A power-hungry light, swallowed in age, and it flickers?
Switching out a god as if we could play in their place?
These weak and broken men, changed by ideals of such riches?
A prayer of a reflection acting as critique or something-”

“Do you know?”

The nonsense that you’re speaking, how annoying, honestly?
I don’t know what you’re reciting, it’s putting me to sleep.
Boring to me, truly, okay, 
We’re all the same, okay?
Give me something to dance to, music beam.

Disgusting! Disgusting!
God it’s disgusting! Disgusting!
No, on the contrary, now am I a fan?
It’s tiny, it’s tiny, 
Your mind is so tiny, it’s tiny
Now you’re alone cuz you’re smarter than our group,
How cool, how cool…..!

(Gott ist tott)

That’s god-ish, yeah, it’s unfair,
God-so-god-ish either way
Like dying but you’re insisting you’re healthy all the same
That’s desperate, I’ll admit it now, that’s desperate, can’t you tell?
How sad, how sad, unfortunate, not for me

With your titles, ideal frames, and stories
Your music, songs, and flawless melodies

It’s “That”-ish, doesn’t it just seem-
It’s “That”-ish, all for pay

With your quotes, reviews, criticism 
Jokes, sense of taste
So god-ish, is it cowardice?
“That, Ish, That, Ish, That-” I will not fall for this!

Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Call it ish, call it ish
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu- like
Tu-turu-tu-tu-turu-
Call it God-ish

All love, ends breaking-up, or something close
All life must end in death, or something close
I’ve tested all the facts, the pain that I know
I liked it better when I could dance all alone, carefree