Checking into leaving, yeah I'm folding. Tired of breaking down and shaking this life around. Tired of Praying, yeah tired of trying myself. I'm tired of being taken all the way. I don't need to be godless - but I am. I don'nt need my head - keeping all my problems. I don't need your hand of god. I don't need, I say I'm godless with nowhere to fall. I'm all ready to fall. Day by day I'm like a paper puppet and I'm stumbling around. Aching in the brain and I'm in big trouble, big trouble. I still got to breathe, oh yeah, like my shame this will all go down. God damned me that's for sure and I believe, I believe I don't belong here. I don't need - to get my head kicked in, and I don't need to be another lost soul that can't find home. I don't need to say I'm godless anymore, still I'm gone. Still on the run. Still I'm on the break of the edge. Still I'm, still I'm feeling dead. I don't need to be godless but I am. I don't need another lost soul who can't find home. I don't need your hand of god, I don't need to be godless anymore with nowhere to fall