Let the good times roll

[Intro]
I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show...
(Let the good times roll)
(Let the good times roll)

I can't help but hear that repeat over and over in my head. Every time I talk to god, I feel like I am talking to someone who long ago turned a deaf ear. Let I am spitting out words to the ceiling and the mirror stares at me with pity. My doubts in voice of an old friend, my fear of a nothing after death fill my chest with panic. To become nothing, a like you never existed, the thought terrifies me. So does the thought of my friends and I being separated after life, that the part of me that holds on to god with all its got, is right. Which do I fear more is the question and hat has got me so mucked up that my faith is slipping through my finger tips like grains of sand I can't hold on to. My hands run through my hair, I can't stop this word play with my prayers. There has got to be someone who can help clear it all up but I am to tight lipped to ask.

Verse 2
Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for
(Except for)
When you look into the past
(Look into the past)
One night stand...
(One night stand, oh)