Late night catechism speaks me to sleep
A lethal dose of narcissism conquers the beast
I can't remember how I got my last scar.
The bible tells us jesus. Was a rockstar A prayer under pressure
Of violent anguish
A prayer under pressure
Of violent anguish Early morning exorcisms keep me awake
Seven stars surround me as I burn like a saint
I can't remember why my knees are so sore
The bible tells us Mary. Was a whore A prayer under pressure
Of violent anguish
A prayer under pressure
Of violent anguish There once was a girl, and she suffered from sickness
Her mouth was distorted from razor sharp kisses
Tried to pretend it was all in her mind
But I know her voice. When I hear mine
God, are you listening? I hear you in my room
As hot as the moon on the tenth day of June
There's no sleeping for me, I'm losing my faith
Love is not safe in a world filled with hate Heartsick.
I'm sick.
Still sick.
My heart. IS SICK.
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