faith

somewhere between here and las vegas i'm sure there's a place i can rest my feet but for now, as i walk on, angry and jaded i promise to the universe that i won't sleep until i get somewhere safe and sound and i can find a phone to use to text my lord and savior, asking "why has no one heard of you?" see, i don't believe in god, 'cause god don't believe in me see, i don't believe in god, oh, no, siree see, i don't believe in god, 'cause god don't believe in me see, i don't believe in god, oh, no, siree it's been a long hard 19 years since i stumbled onto earth holding my metrinome in one hand with the other in the dirt digging for something like humanity to reconstruct my sanity until a man who looked like sadness told me it was worth the heartache not to try he said my songs are good when i'm upset and everyone knows me for it so what's the point in changing when there's alcohol and cigarettes and coping mechanisms like this deconstructing schism inbetween my tunnel vision holding onto something uniform like it would ever make me less depressed