American God
Sitting in a supermarket
Praying for a light to spark it
Drowning in my favorite aisle
Choking on the latest style
But the lights never drop
Until your heart beat stops
So who is he?
Your American Jesus
My American God
The American dream
Taped up to a lightning rod
The entitled Messiah
Burning up your world
I may be sinking in a pool of sin
and self-prescribed medicine
But the American dream won't do me in
==================================================Another one up later today/tonight. Toodles!
- Connor Mac
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