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