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