The trumpet in that ancient band She said “It's hot, the way you stand.” A stubborn heart inside this man Infinite love buried under sand I cannot take this anymore! I wanna get the fuck out! I'm gonna work more days each week One day I will have clout Random lines to pass the time It just shows that the state I've been in; static unreality Makes all chaos…no straights 7 years of existential tears Like nothing is even real I will strain at this cruel game I'm not the devil's meal! I do not even feel a thing “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” If he dies will I even cry? Unfolding until it's true All so weird…I want to own it I’ll kill the shame But won’t disown it All was in dear Christ's atonement But I don't see it in the moment