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