Grandpa threw a bag of coon hunt puppies in the burning can
I might have let them starve
Choices like that are luckily left to another kind of man
I am a liar angel and all you ever wanted was my honesty
Truest thing you'll ever hear me say
I have foresaken anyone who ever gave a damn about me
Dad never had to fight 'em back with his eyes before each day was done
Now he's fighting with the devil in the kitchen on his knees praying
Please resign the soul of my son
I once asked the lord jesus christ to punch out my lights and cursed god out of curiosity
The only time i'm not completely full of shit
Is when i'm twisting up the truth but honestly they still call that dishonesty
Give me back the light make it bright enough to give me a lobotomy
Lord's grace ends repentance with crack smoke and bath salt and sodomy
I have pervert blood in my veins
They pop out and haunt me for the gauge that kills the pain
Angel i've been telling folks i'm mentally ill
For long enough now that it's absolutely real