Ramshackle Glory - First Song, Part 2 lyrics

I took the needle out of my arm about A year ago today, And every day since then I've been taking The needle out of my brain. So when I'm staring down at my hands I can't explain Just what it is that I'm thinking of, Except thank god that all my veins have to pump is my blood. I've done you so much wrong I can't believe You would still talk to me. And I say so much bullsh** I can't believe That anyone around me can breathe. I know that it's a little dramatic, But the word for not changing is "d**h." So I'm getting better, my friends, but please don't hold your breath. I met a man in rehab the first time, An organizer in prison. He lived in Chicago when the cops shot Fred Hampton, But he was just a kid back then. Justice doesn't flow from police guns, I'm reminded of that all the time. As long as there is a law, peace will be a crime. What the news calls economics, I still call it violence. If your god is a judge or a jailer, I'm still an atheist. But I try to have faith in the things that will happen; I get saved from myself when i do. So maybe "god" isn't the right word, but I believe in you.