Heart Song

Insignificant repentance has sentenced me to an ecclesiastical existence. This vast immortality morality is killin me. Try to find middle ground between here and there and every where I can see your underwear. I’m just Holdin on to the end of this rope, hopin’ to be stoked for eternity and be all the me that I can in between the dogma and the liturgy. Faithin it or fakin it, not sure if I am makin it. Not Livin it or lovin it instead I feel like shovin it.