It's Not Rain, God Is Spitting On Us letra

He plays his drum and he smokes his pot, i
T's not a lot but it's all that he's got,
He drives a car with broken rims,
He can't win , he can't win.
So it's another day that we sit and pray to god above but he turned away and sent us rain when we needed sun.
I find it hard to smile this time , its been awhile but i guess i'll be fine, when's it all gonna go my way, someday, someday.

Fairmont - Letras

• 2:37 Am
• 20/20 (Hindsight Is...)
• 2nd Rate Backstabbing Band
• 4th Of July
• Artemis
• Coping With The Human Race
• Escape Plan
• Esp
• Every Friend I Ever Had
• Every Time I Throw Coins In The Fountain I Secretly Wish You Were Dead
• Fake Like Plastic
• Fan Mail
• Happiness Is A Million Miles Away
• How Summer Tour Turned Me Into An Atheist
• It's Not Rain, God Is Spitting On Us
• Lack Of Luster
• Lemon Jelly
• Live On Wmsc Your Pictures On My Dartboard
• Lock On The Second Floor Door
• Mr. Insecurity (Demo Version)
• Rebuilding Home
• She's Gone
• Shooting Yourself In The Foot
• Sometimes I'm Bitter
• The Day After
• The Irish Curse
• The Monster You've Become
• Your Fan From Far Away