Gonna burn well, I’m sure you’re excited
Willing to ask the universe questions, unfortunately not invited
I’ll settle into my personal pit, regret and torment forever
That’s how love works when you can get your shit together
Honey I’ve prayed in nice churches, honey I’ve cried at many altars while searching for purpose
Almost cut my my genitals off more than twice, almost took eyes out to save holy sight
Gave all my money away to someone else, tithes of ten percent so curses left
Honey I’ve fasted and went without drinking anything, honey I’m still, nothing
Nothing.
So can I talk to you in my despair as I keep losing receding hair
Glance up maybe you’ll throw down a smile and laugh before I get killed
Caught in mazes with entrances for exits, victim mentality doesn’t help it at all I need to see this through
Don’t let me burn while you dance for your god above
Because you know damn well if you were I’d come get you out
Right before Sunday service, dressed up with a smooth looking hat, feather inside.
