now i know how he
got caught up in the junk
my god it helps, it helps
comfort forgiving
everything ever done
and ever will, my will
why don't god come down and
swim in the tar with me
see if you make it out
your son walks on water
can you tread it with me?
i don't think you know how
i am so tired i am
shaking but i know that
i'll get no sleep tonight, tonight
squatting mad with these
alkaline confessions
dripping from my head, liquid
open up my heart and
pour the fuel right in
just before it stops, it stops
downhill like an engine
fire stall kick fire before
plowing dead into sand, insane