Made a mess down a ways
Made a mess and I would have prayed
But I don't believe in god
Found a reason to be scared
Found way to live while impaired
But I don't believe in god anyway
How's it feel in the wind and the rain
How's it feel to lose all your games
And your not sure how long you'll fall
Ask away to the sky and trees
Maybe something will respond in the breeze
But I don't believe in god anyway
How's about we take a walk
Down the river bed and have a talk about
Wether life is a lie
I was taught up to be kind
I was taught up to confine the mind
But I don't think I'll fall in line, fall in line
Made a mess down a ways
Mad a mess and I would have prayed but I
Don't believe in god
With every wave that paints it black
And every chill that runs up my back
I don't believe in god anyway