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Before I fall to your judgement or praise from my knees I believe thereʼs no salvation
From what I see, this is a fucking disease
All Iʼve felt is a resistance
Since I learned of a vice
Why invest so much faith in a jaded life
Between the wrong and right
Things to say for whichever way
Your book of praise coveys
The framework laid
On God, you fucking son of a bitch
And when you close those eyes, You better pray that he exists
To save some face
No hand to guide the lines of the steps I take
No need for a spiritual mask to know my place
I canʼt foresee trust in a habit, your disease
So set me free, and simply fall in line with the weak
Youʼre just stuck there with a view of black and white
Cause you rely on outdated words to define your life
All Iʼve felt is a resistance
Since I learned of a vice
Why invest so much faith in a jaded life
Between the wrong and right
Swift ways of casting judgment
While I beg and plead
I believe thereʼs no salvation
From what I see, this is a fucking disease
You say Iʼll save some face If I follow your act of faith
Well, fuck your saving grace
Only I can change my ways
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