Gods Look Down

I dug myself in so deep
I didn't think to pull a rope
Now I'm sitting gritting my teeth
To tear my insides open

And the gods look down in anger of this poor child
Yes, the gods look down and hunger

I've tried my share
But everywhere I've been
They're pushing glass
In the faces of sweet, sweet
Motherfuckers

And the gods look down in anger of this poor child
Yes, the gods look down and hunger

Oh, my God
The machine is gone
How can I get back from here?
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God

I dug myself in so deep
I didn't think to pull a rope
Now I'm sitting gritting my teeth
To tear my insides open, hey
Hey, hey

And the gods look down in anger of this poor child
Yes, the gods look down and hunger

Oh, my God
The machine is gone
How can I get back from here?
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God