religion. drugs. mental illness. and sheep

what's pretty cool according to ag
it's good to play in yer own way even if it's bad
i just dunno how to be anyone but myself
it might be really simple but this is all i got for now
it bothers me how hard i play these keys sometimes
you dunno what to expect n neither do i
all the black keys add spunk
God wants you to express yourself
some asshole will say i'm a real eyesore, that's just my repoire
it's okay to be sore, that just means you want more
i was very disappointed for awhile cos i couldn't get out what i wanted to get out
i realized recently that just goin thru it n having faith is all that it's about
i know n trust that it's there, eventually that is where i will be
so lucky to be here
an attitude of gratitude means that nothin can hurt you
i feel like a dog that's getting pat on the head
a cat getting their ears scratched...that's how i feel in the presence of God
that warm comforting feeling like being in yer mother's womb
being an orphan baby has definitely contributed to all the extra mental stuff
i need all this extra room for myself
nobody at church tells me that i need to take meds
that was terrible, the Lord doesn't care but the vortex certainly do
still singin for Him
the world is the ultimate energy vampire
whatever you call this, is it sane?
drugs allowed me to enjoy the already drugged out state that schizophrenia is
i have a dislike/hate relationship w/ sheep
a lotta holy tears, apparently
my little sanctuary is the opposite of western society
i can't take that strip club from ya
my fifth sanctuary is a shitty dive bar
i'm not gonna take anything from ya
they're building another titans stadium for no fucking reason
nobody in nashville wanted that shit
most of the time i forget what i was talkin about n we are lucky to get back to it
catching people off guard is way more fun than doin sumin formulaic
sporadic formula over here
that's a sexy ass chord right there
actual sheep sticker on that key
we are a lot like a child
when you're in touch w/ the one you're supposed to be...that is in fact a sanctuary
getting pounded by a stranger in the bathroom stall of a gay club after doing several consecutive lines of coke on a urinal...sanctuary?
i won't take the most sordid thing from you cos it's still none of my business
the internet is all about business
the final time i went to club play (gay club in nashville)
you don't need to prove that you're gay
the gay stuff is bad for the culture, sorry
i wish that the world in my head could be implemented
i just wanna mfing fix it
so glad to be a comedian
i definitely have a love/hate relationship w/ a lotta shit but esp comedy
more like hate/detest relationship w/ sheep tho i also do love them, i know i'm all over the place
they won't listen to me cos i'm a whack job as you can't see (it's dark GET IT)
is that entertaining or what
we are not as comfortable w/ doin this in front of people
it just felt like the theatre dept of my high school, that show i did at third coast comedy club
i wanna be grateful for everything at all times but we always have a sick feeling that doesn't disappear
coming together for the purpose of salvation, it all makes so much sense
what moves me to tears every sunday is clarity
you can just call it a delusion if you don't agree w/ me
if you knew me back then assume i was gonna kill myself since i was so dang sad
i used to be a very dark empath along w/ a covert narcissist
i have done a lotta things that i wish i hadn't but alas there is always holy communion
i seriously need to go inside now
i have the tendency to get lost in this world that i create temporarily
i guess i just wanna pronounce all the syllables or sumin
if you have a relationship w/ yourself and/or God you will get called cray cray
but hey i'm fine w/ it