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The ticking behind me is an irregular constant Reminding me that i'm not well Reminding me that they're after me Reminding me of past sin Current sin no good god could forgive Sin so damaging "He's coming back again" The words have always haunted you They slip through the cracks of paranoia In your sick mind It's all empty She'll never love You Nobody should care, but they do Don't you wake up knowing He loves you? Everyday, i wish i could say yes But it feels like my brain is being torn apart Where's your head at, you liar! You sick ******* high at church How could a Just One love me? Make me fall on my knees? You'd better punish yourself So He doesn't have to Too late, He'll whip your *** Get ready for a pounding
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:19 AM UTC
How to get rid of a high:
The ticking behind me is an irregular constant Reminding me that i'm not well Reminding me that they're after me Reminding me of past sin Current sin no good god could forgive Sin so damaging "He's coming back again" The words have always haunted you They slip through the cracks of paranoia In your sick mind It's all empty She'll never love You Nobody should care, but they do Don't you wake up knowing He loves you? Everyday, i wish i could say yes But it feels like my brain is being torn apart Where's your head at, you liar! You sick ******* high at church How could a Just One love me? Make me fall on my knees? You'd better punish yourself So He doesn't have to Too late, He'll whip your *** Get ready for a pounding
Sorry this is about drugs, i'm just really emotional right now.
alice-smith
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Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 8:19 AM UTC
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