Every now and then I want to feel the escape
When the depression sets in and my spirit breaks
And I go out huntin' demons
And they make me beg
Got me pissin' in the wind down my own damn leg.
If God wrote a book 'bout everything
That he's done
I'd go searching for my name,
Now wouldn't everyone?
And you can tell me point blank
That I'm a narcissist
I'm just needing confirmation
That I exist.
Please don't read my mind
I'm so scared of what you'll find
I haven't left it all behind.
So much hate 'cause of all the hurt.
No idea
What I'm really worth
I'm holding out for peace and air time.
You have to understand that my intentions are good.
And everything I do, I do for love.
I've got two little souls and I love 'em, man
That I'm trying to lead to the promised land.
We take big old trips down to the countryside.
Got a big old house where we reside.
And there's a big old boy with a big old gun
Stays up all night in case the weirdos come.
I had a job but I resigned
Then I had a change of mind
I will again if I'm inclined.
Another moan from a millionaire
I don't know why I'm telling you 'cause you don't care
I'm holding out for peace and air time.
I'm a little bit older but not wiser still
I was smoking marijuana taking sleeping pills.
But I get up in the morning, take the kids to school.
And my other indiscretions are so minuscule.
And I really pray to God it stays that way
'Cause deep inside
I think I'm still dirty.
When you take your chances and you ride your luck
All you're really saying is
«I could fuck this up».
You have to understand that my intentions are good.
And everything I do, I do for love.
I've made a ton of mistakes,
It's either fight or flight.
But every now and then I kinda get it right.
(He kinda gets it right.)
I kinda get it right.
(He kinda gets it right…)