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Lord don’t have mercy
His love’s all dried up
I’ve burned all his bridges
I’m a bastard child

My sin’s on his table
It’s cut up in lines
I can’t rest my wicked
And I can taste the fright

Hypocritical pulpit
It mars his homily
His sermon is unwanted
He knows what’s best for me

Words laced with denial
My lips stained with lies
No warmth in our voices
Just screamin’ in the night

His eyes pierce the illusion
I’m a scarecrow now
His assault is constant
A requiem for me

I am so thirsty
I just wanted to please
But this is a battle
Our bond a casualty

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