Pascal's Wager

Look in the mirror I'm losing the stare off
Grew into the man I grew up being scared of
Please lord
I'm struggling just holding my head up
And I know I've danced with the devil
Before
Fashionably late at quarter past eight
Dressed to the nines
LV shades to hide my face
Jesus walked in I wasn't tryna hear none
A couple of drinks now I'm chewing his ear off
Please lord
I know I ain't prayed in forever
But please don't be holding vendettas
The remorse
Fashionably late I can't escape
Please move aside
LV shades to hide my face

When you get to heaven my father
Make sure that you keep a foot in the door
I got a weight off my shoulder
Now all I have is this weight on my chest
Blaspheme with a holy moly
Graveyard shifts till the early morning
I drink the dirtiest water
I got blood on my hands I can't fix you
Asking why I take these drugs in gods name
I tell her 'cos both of them fuckers have been misused
That's just one of 100 of my issues
Girl
Praying to a god I ain't even believe in
Red wine stains on the sleeve
So they didn't even know my whole wrist was bleeding

Damn right for a damn start
Gotta keep a crossed finger for a crossed heart
Walk into the church blood stains on the forearm
All blacked out and I'm feeling like a rockstar
Who am I?
Damn right for a damn change
Down in the dirt, god damn but the molly keep me going
Dirty water flowing, this way
But you know I turn turn sunday to a sin day
U and I