IT DON’T GET ANY WORSE.

Looking through the pitfalls

That I’ve fell down

If there’s someone up there

Then I’m his clown.

It don’t get any worse

But I’ve said that before

Why is life all a curse

Can there be any more?

Turning into Jesus

Turning into you

Religion don’t make it

Girl are you true.

Give me just an in-cling

Give me some space

Are we on the same side

Or part of a gaze.