Not God

You rip out a page and write down a name

And infuse it with an ego

You’re six in the pot and you’re flailing about

‘Cause you cannot find the keyhole

You’re not

You loosen your screws and you’ve now made the news

It is soothing - the attention

But isn’t it candy you hold in your hand

And sneak it ‘til your teeth fall out

You foam with pretension

You’re always pretending

Your sentence is ending

Always pretending

You’re not God

You’re not God

You’re not God

If you’re not God

Then what are you?

Giggling now ‘cause you barely know how

To handle this situation

All of your acolytes lining up happy

To stand for your ovation

And when you start spinning

Gaining velocity

Thorns might start to matter

Still the effect, performed at a breakneck

Is stunning

Dazzling

You’re not God

You’re not God

You’re not God

If you’re not God

Then what are you?

What are you?

What are you?

What are you?