It's got nothing to do with luck
And it's got nothing to do with sin
You said, "God's got it in for you. You're fucked"
But I don't believe in him.

Standing underneath
Stars and satellites

I can see it out of the corner of my eye But this time I've got a running start
"What a perfect match," I thought
Your black eyes and my black heart


Standing underneath
Stars and satellites
And the sky's not falling on my head tonight

It's in my blood
No, not that tired cliche
For me it's literal
Just check the hospital bill

It's in my heart
Filed under "left for dead"
Sewn together with a needle and thread
It's in my head

History is fiction
God can't touch us now
We're out of his jurisdiction

We are invincible
We may bend, but we will not be broken


Lyrics submitted by punkpirate

Past Tense, Future Perfect song meanings
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