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My regrets are few, but the few that I carry are too much to bare for me.
And this weight on my back has gravitated me down for too long.
Of all of these things that I've done,
What cuts the deepest is what I've sewn shut.
Seperate me from the past,
Eliminate the ties.
My memories don't serve a purpose
If all I see are the ones I've hurt.
Seperate me from the past,
I'm suffering for life.
Keep me away from everything.
Hiding in between the world and me.
Tearing at my bones
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Sell Your Religion
03:39
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Repent or be condemned to the worst place you could be.
Intent or innocence; there's just no in between. There's nothing in between us.
Well I'm a mess, but I won't confess anything to free my eternal soul and me.
I'm not a sheep, so stop leading me to believe in better things. To be afraid of everything.
Indeed, I'm a figurine in something greater than me, but I refuse to be a machine.
Don't tell me how to be someone with certainty, built on morality.
Don't tell me how I'm going to hell.
I'm not buying in.
So don't try to sell your religion.
This is what you get.
If you don't like how I'm living,
You should learn to accept it
Because I don't expect to change
For you.
Well I'm a mess,
I'm a wreck.
I'm okay
With who I am.
Repent or be condemned to the worst place you could be.
There's nowhere I'd rather be but here.
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I think I'm falling in to comatose,
And there ain't nothing you can do about it.
I'm going over the edge for good and I'm just trying to say goodbye,
Goodnight love.
Maybe I wasnt made of
All the things that you wanted,
But I hope that I can be kept in a
Moment you made eternal.
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