this is no place for christian boys among us lost unsubtle girls
we drink into the night and pass out on the bathroom floor
and when the curtains all rise up youll find the scars of lucifer
Im coated in the ash of brimstone but I swear it could be worse
Everywhere I go I leave behind the poisons of this world
My body falls limp in your arms, in a world all my own
The bland of blurry eyes mold crosses into stop signs
I'm sinking quickly into sleep - the lure that God designed
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