Coamhim - The Bad Vessel Lyrics

I've lived the kind of life most people would've rather not
I hope they're wrong when they say hell is way too hot
I've spent a lot of time on the other side of town
And when I leave this place I know my destination is down
I'm dangerous goods
I'm heathens and hoods
It'll take an archaeologist to find the evidence in the woods

I've often wondered if the Good Lord made me bad
I've blamed society, my mommy and my dad
I set my sights on better and my choices, they get worse
The public would've been happier if I'd been born into a hearse
I'm hookers and booze
I'm the 5 o'clock news
And I ain't no sunny sky when I'm singing blues

Now I ain't saying that I'm happy with myself
I talk to the preacher 'bout the kingdom of heaven's wealth
But when I tell him what makes me feel at ease
He runs away and then he calls the authorities
I say my prayers
Try to limit my errors
I'm pretty sure nobody up there really cares

I've searched for solace with the gentle and the rough
I've hunted redemption in hate and in love
I've paid professionals to save me from my sins
I've looked for help in harems and in garbage bins
I've queried the mountains
I've screamed at the sky
But in the bitter end not even God can tell me why

Why, oh why I scream at the sky
Does the bad vessel have to die
Lord above, I hope you forgive
Why does the bad vessel have to live
Why oh why I scream at the sky
Why does the bad vessel have to die
Lord above, I hope you forgive
Why does the bad vessel have to live