God Said No (2/25) Video (MV)

I'm sick of nature and don't want to write about it
I dragged my body three miles and didn't see anything

Nothing passed by me or acknowledged me at all
Nothing. No point in moving

What the f*ck am I supposed to feel?
What squirrel should I connect to?
Softer earth is just dirt easily pushed

I squeezed my hand into my pocket as hard I as could for as long as I could
And read old signs sharing dead lost cats
Can't touch the river's water
Let alone drink it

I'm not gonna sing about the forest or care about the birds
No moon no sky
Try to convince me