When I was 6 the Devil spoke to me
told me not to believe all the lies they had told
that nothing was real, not even myself

At 9 I met God
he drove away with my mom in the car
she waved goodbye through the window pane
said she was leaving for a better place

Then at 18 I saw them together
both holding pills of different shapes and sizes
I chose the red one and when I awoke
You stood beside me
said it had all been make believe

So I packed my bags
and drove off in the night
praying to heaven or hell
it was just another night