How do I start
Well, here it goes
I'll write it all down so that everyone knows
Dragged out and low, feeling lost
With no one to save me
I need a personal cross
Cut across my heart
I hope I die, this love will make me go blind
I got swords for hands and fucking hearts for eyes
Dig out my heart and put my eyes inside
Swallow the sight
Consume the light
I've never felt more alone
Forgotten son let on my own
Dragged out and low and feeling lost with no one to save me
I need a personal cross
If emptiness is loneliness
And loneliness is cleanliness
And cleanliness is godliness
Then I'm a filthy fucking mess
Yea, I'm a wreck
Intoxicated ny madness, no love, no peace
Just sadness
A filthy fucking mess
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