I'm calling out to God and,
I'm calling out to Satan,
I'm tired of the waiting,
this fucked up hesitating

I would rather sell off my soul
than have you left beaten by what's cold
How can I help you stay bold
when I ain't sure of the beliefs I hold,
and why can't I stay brave?

So I'm callin' out to God and,
I'm callin' out to Satan,
I'm tired of the waiting,
this fucked up hesitating

Goddamn it man, she's family
the only one who's never failed me
We're living in this nightmare,
and I keep losing more hair
Can't get enough sleep,
my soul is growing so weak,
I'm at the point where I can't be meek,

so I'm callin' out to God and,
I'm callin' out to Satan,
I'm tired of the waiting,
this fucked up hesitating
one of you two,
protect the one that's kept me from hating
everyone and everything