Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God

Soulless, like a ghost without intent

All I’ve got left is all of this regret

And I’m racing with the clock

To see who will be the first to stop

I’m not sure what got in your mind this time around

But have no doubt I flinch at every single sound I heard

I’m not sure if I’d rather not have feelings like you

Or be burdened with this massive amount of fear

And I like when you say

“Everything’s okay, but I don’t want you to stay”

Subtract the sum

We’re one on one

You’re not who you said you’d be

With me, there’s no first times

I’ve been driving all night

You don’t have to

I know you won’t

I’m left alone

It doesn’t even cross your mind

Let’s steal that shopping cart

And make some pseudo-art

That’s all this life entails

Sparks flying off the rails

I wish I could speak in tongues

Cause english air can’t please my lungs

How can I prove I’m here

If we’re on the same gear

I wish I could

I’d like to think it’s obvious

Every moment spent between us

Dying to turn into something

Feeling like I’m made of nothing

Thinking that looking is touching

Sanity is slowly fading

Why is dinner always waiting

Not a race, I’m always racing

New glasses cause mine are dirty

My cousins are turning thirty

Am I making any sense cause I feel like I am so senseless

We can keep on talking like this

In my car where no one sees us

In my heart, the world’s in pieces

In the world, my heart’s meaningless

I never had so much trouble filling my car with gas

The pump was frozen, more frozen than my hand

The gas station was decrepit, fissures in every corner

Maybe these cracks will keep expanding

So far from one edge of the earth to the other

Maybe that’s where you’ll be

Maybe that’s where I’ll find you

Subtract the sum

We’re one on one

You’re not who you said you’d be

With me, there’s no first times

I’ve been driving all night

You don’t have to

I know you won’t

I’m left alone

It doesn’t even cross your mind