I need a beer and a bible
I'm affected by the seven deadly sins
Your words cut, and seem so final
They cut underneath the skin
To define is to limit
And to be a skeptic is to have faith
I'm searching for peace by the minute
Baptize me clean, and had me a loo fa as I bathe
Failure is thrust upon the weak
And your pretty face was bargained for the devil's fee
I listen silently as you speak
And become lost in your omnipotent sea
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