Typical Miracle

I need a new rock bottom. I've got to find a beloved

back alley.

I'm bored as hell in Sodom and Eden is just another dry

county.

The local haunts have been blessed, all their spirits

dispossessed.

Even our bed is the second best and the end isn't near

it is now.

These drugs won't even bring me down.

I wanna dance but I don't hear a sound.

You can't fuck when your friends are around but my slow

death drew a crowd.

Can't take two sins off of one ox.

Pile them on because she won't spare the rod.

You don't drown faster the deeper you sink

so you best make peace and take in the sea.

Nurse that stray black dog. Stay low, keep digging.

Divine light continued to shine for so long that the

battery died

and no spark could be seen in my eyes so it waved death

down.

The rapture came and it went while my faith was

treading cement.

I'm hell bound but I'm heaven sent

so I'm lifted back into the ground.

I've ascended back into the ground.

There was whiskey in the devils blood

and there was blood in my cup

so I will make me a better grave.

I will find my own way.