God's on Vacation - Black Tusk

Good times and mutilation

God took a vacation

Self-worth and frustration

Everything so wasted

God’s on vacation

Deceived by what you said

Stuck inside my head

Some way I’ve been mislead

The more I’m living, the more I’m dead

Nothing’s left, now it’s gone

All that’s left, a fucking hole

Thought I had it, should’ve known

This is how, to kill your soul