Released on Friday, September 18

Every single day I have the same damn problem
Every single day I work it out on my own
Everybody’s tearing up the sheets, now aren’t they?
I was boring looking for my god in my home

But I was only looking at You thinking of me
Like it never was Your fault, but You could have changed things
And if I never see a day where the fever leaves
Do You think it’s alright? ‘Cause I’m not right

I woke up this morning as a grave wide open
I woke up this morning in the grave, in the grave

But I was only looking upward thinking”no way”
Like I never found Your fountainhead in my day
Or I’m dry either way, sleepy Saturday

And I was only looking at this thinking of me
Like I’m basically a drunk, but it’s skin on a screen
And that’s as bad as it seems; beta-keratin
What do You think?
Do You think it’s alright? ‘Cause I’m not right

But I was only looking at You thinking”Red Sea”
Like did I ride with the Pharaoh, did the Pharaoh make me?
And am I lying on the beach? Are You mad at me?