[00:26.531] Is there a place up in heaven where they store the worlds debris?
[00:31.841] I swear I'm not a wicked person. Is there a wasteland for me?
[00:37.716] Am I scared? I'm f**king terrified. These thoughts eat me alive
[00:44.344] From the inside
[01:17.333] Is there a church down in hell where the addicts go to meet?
[01:23.445] Seeking shelter from their demons trading shame for amnesty?
[01:29.039] Am I scared? I'm f**king terrified. These thoughts eat me alive
[01:35.942] From the inside
[01:43.372] I am a liar, I am a sinner, I am the furthest from the grace
[01:48.687] That my parents made. I'm reminded of it every single day
[01:54.274] (I am the snake, I am the snare)
[01:56.930] Reminded of it every single day
[01:59.316] (Who's beats of my own heart's what kept me marching with no legs to get me there)
[02:07.031] We're all liars, living sinners
[02:08.102] (Are you awake, are you aware?)
[02:10.216] Now the furthest from the grace that our parents made
[02:13.946] (We're all walking cadavers with faith that's faulted to despair)
[02:16.061] It won't define me in any way