Koolaid

I used to sit down in the basement

Taking in every word he was saying

Now that I’m older I am over

All the play pretend facade

When I go into the buildings

It just feels like they’re all killing

The innocence of the well

And the word of God

Mhm and I want it to stop mhm

I’ve got a toothache

A spiritual cavity

Seismic heartache

Like ground breaking under me

Painting by numbers

All beige is lackluster

I can’t help but wonder

What it’s for

I don’t want the Koolaid

Yeah, I’m sure

I want the water

I used to put God in a box

Call me crazy

But I thought

That He really liked it there

But now I’m learning

That He’s riding on the wind

That the Spirit and love

Are everywhere

And there’s a fountain somewhere

I really want it I swear

And there’s a fountain somewhere

Where you can breathe in the air

I really want it I swear

I just really need some water