Bail me out

turning around I can’t help but think about what I found and how I traveled the world searching for a town
where I could be myself and help spread the wealth where poverty becomes a dream that’s played in old movie scenes
where do i come up with this
ill never know the truth
some say i opened my mouth
and god came through
some say i started writing
and my hands were being
guided by satan
whatever you believe in
it doesn’t matter
my words are all i have
and once you hear them
ill be your savior
can we get a shout out for the messiahs
giving their lives and still being called pariahs