You’re Not God Ryan Jesse

Dead on the inside, from the hell up in my mind

You're not God
You don't get to play that part
And I ain't gonna break that fall from grace
No you don't get to say, whether I love or hate you
Stuck a Buck knife in my heart
These veins are pumping whiskey these days
You're choking on the words you-
Say there's hope, but then you tie the rope, yeah
I should've known you'd put some more dirt on my grave

Put some dirt on my, put some dirt on my, put some dirt on my, put some dirt on my

Dead on thе inside, from the hell up in my mind
You say you'rе my savior, but you left me here to die
Heaven only knows, that the devil on my shoulder's whispering all his lies
I'm not killing myself, not killing myself to, bring us back to life

So thank God, I didn't wrap my truck around a tree
Or let you be the end of-
Me and you, were always bound to lose, yeah
You tied the noose and, tried to take the breath out of me

Take the breath out of me, take the breath out of me, take the breath out of me