Thank Your God Songtext

I am spoiled by the idea

life is just a shadow of what's real.



I have never

known pain past the primal

woken up to find

I am homeless in denial

and I wouldn't know

evolutionary survival

if Darwin bit my heels.


Oh I'm just a washed up clue

of what might have been

the next movement, or two.

Under different circumstances

I might have been huge

but thank your God I'm not.



I have seen

miracles I can't remember

I have seen hate

from January to December

those I thought were strong

so easily dismembered

and this verse is so cliche.



If you see me

be sure to look away quick

I might steal your soul

or make you semi-open-minded

I think as a people

we are gagged and we are blinded

but who am I to say?



Oh I'm just a washed up clue

of what might have been

the next movement, or two.

Under different circumstances

I might have been huge

but thank your God I'm not.



Because I hide my anger

under sadness

only God can fully feel.

And I am sad because

I've got it easy

life's a steal for me.

Though I'm told the world

will only disappear

I'd like to change it

while I'm here

and I am met with only

fear and disbelief.



I am no

epic poet with an ego

I post emo lyrics

like an instant message credo.

I was raised on PBS

so, baby, why don't we go

to the Land of Make Believe



Round these parts

I'm not threat to faith or reason

I am just a mammal

with a certain knack for breathin'

and committing random acts

of sodomitic treason,

knock your daughters

off their feet.



Oh I'm just a washed up clue

of what might have been

the next movement, or two.

Under different circumstances

I might have been huge

but thank your God I'm not.



Because I'd hate to cause

the moral rupture

of a country that is punctured

by a devil in disguise.

So you're right.

Blame the problems of this nation

on my own recruiting station.

Kill me fast and everything

will be alright.



Well I don't mean

to sound sarcastic, angry, or crass,

but I'm getting used to dead last

and the weight of my own words.

Let's forget I said a thing

and just ignore this.

Faith in earthly law is pure bliss.

So they say, and so tonight

we can't see the sky

for all the lights.