Blessed

Loaded as the sun above 
I dig myself 
Drinking washes the gray away 
It kissed my brain 
Smoking makes me catch my breath 
I feel alone 
Now I feel my inner self 
Incarnation of Christ 
Now the lungs of the universe 
Are the lungs of my soul 
I can feel it 
I can sense it 
Hallelujah Bless my soul 
Monday morning you enter hell 
Not me I'm not a fool, no I'm not a whore 
Haven't sold my soul 
Monday morning I open a beer 
And light a cigarr 
Put my pen to paper and write I hate you all