Screaming Out To a God

Falling victim to the panic Crank that 40 automatic To my dome I know I'm overly dramatic Always falling into habits On my own It's like I'm in Jerusalem with a cross attached to my back And a noose that's dragging my neck Maybe this is out of my hands Never been religious much But I'm screaming out to a God And I'm hearing nothing at all Maybe all of this is my fault Brand new fans Numbers are insane Each and every day Getting harder to complain Knot inside my stomach when I'm walking on the stage Seems that all I ever do is get in my own way but I can't keep blaming this shit on tough luck Life hit me harder than a nunchuck This little kids now a drunk fuck All I'll ever be is a fuck up It's like I'm in Jerusalem with a cross attached to my back And a noose that's dragging my neck Maybe this is out of my hands Never been religious much But I'm screaming out to a God And I'm hearing nothing at all Maybe all of this is my fault Wherever I go I'm surrounded by fog I'm hoping it's that as I block out the fact I see nothing at all Or maybe the matter of fact is I'm actually blind So maybe you'll lend me your retinas and I could see colour just as you described It's like I'm in Jerusalem with a cross attached to my back And a noose that's dragging my neck Maybe this is out of my hands Never been religious much But I'm screaming out to a God And I'm hearing nothing at all Maybe all of this is my fault