As Big as Christ

Gotta get out of here before the rain comes in
Even though you swear up and down you're my friend
Parting won't be sweet, sweet sorrow
Thank God I won't have to wake up with you tomorrow

In the middle of this long, drawn-out session
In the middle of your gathering depression
Pardon me if I interpose a question
Big as Christ
Smaller than your life

I don't know why I feel such great dissatisfaction
Maybe I don't stand in the place where I work and take affirmative action
Baby, when I sleep around, it's a come-and-go reaction
I've been victimized, hypnotized by the latest distraction

See, I have no motivation
I have not any drive
I've got no hunger
Fascination with the higher things in life
Friends say they're so happy
Friends say they're well-fed
They're well-drugged and laid and entertained
So beautiful and deadly boring

Can't you see the landmines so well-placed underneath the skin?
Set to go off in your face
How can I hear Your voice with the noise in my head?
All the clamor for attention from the dying and the dead
Hey, can I come in my chains?
Can I come empty-handed?
Can I come empty-hearted?
You say You demand it
I lie to myself
It's long-overdue
Try to make myself believe the truth isn't true

Big as Christ
Smaller than my life