I Am Goddamn - Cursive

Amazed by all these fingers dangling off these calloused hands

Stunned by all these senses I can hardly understand

I can feel your words they taste so loud

I smell them with my own two eyes

Am I Goddamn?

I can’t simply be, there must be more that makes a man

God gave us a soul, he also gave us heart attacks

I could be the savior of all my neighbors —

Dear God, am I your long lost son?

Am I Goddamn?

I could be your savior!

Your super saver!

Your soul, on sale at the right price!

Open your eyes…

I am Goddamn

I am no messiah, I’m just a mess

Oh Christ, I’m just not that complex

I’m no Goddamn

Goddamn

I’m the white devil, I’m marked, I’m cursed

What’s worse;

my ancestors were Klan

Open your eyes!

Open your eyes!

Open your eyes!

I am Goddamned