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Do you remember me ? the kid I used to be ?
Dirty little secret , dirty little lies
When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there when you confess it all the way
But , it's only shit to me
I’m not jesus ,i won't forgive
You hippocraric , messiance, child abusing, turned santanic
I thought you were a good man , i thought you talked to god
Say your prayers , comb your hair ,save your soul tonight
Drift among the faithful,bury you desires
Aberrations fill your head , you need a place to hid among them
Do you remember me ? if god is looking down on me
I'm not Jesus . jesus wasnt there
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