Sloth Hands - New 95 Theses

It was with stale fingertips you said all the things you couldn't say to your friends and your family
At the end of the night when you're staring into nothing but before you crawl into your bed
On that napkin at the bottom of your glass you wrote a note to yourself for the morning
It read

Here's a brand new 95 Theses
To keep the blood in your eyes in the morning
This is your Old Testament god
It keeps your body feeling fire and fury
This is something you do for yourself
And no one else
You do it forever

You spend the next day hovered over the best $100 ever spent
You repeat yourself til you find out what works no matter how simple or cliche
Take stock of yourself, it's time to confess your sins
Show up
It's time to go to church

Written by:
AJ Boucek

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