Pus in my pride
I should have died
I was denied
God how I tried

Future foretold
Innocence sold
I feel real old
God it’s so cold

Shit on my face
Fam’ly disgrace
I’ve lost this race
God what a waste

Shake when I kneel
What do I feel?
It’s no big deal
God can’t be real

Wallow in shame
Cherish the game
Love to be lame
God make me tame

I know my place
Smell but don’t taste
Horny but chaste
God’s not in haste

Favors all spent
Miracle’s lent
Still have my dent
God should repent

Dream down the drain
Trip on my cane
Don’t call it pain
God is not sane

Feeling so odd
My dove has cawed
Hatefully flawed
God damn you God