| Fix this moment in my flesh and send a question to God, Why am I so weak,
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| why am I so far from grace?
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| I need to confess, the most painful of my burns is in my soul.
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| A never-ending defeat, always this cross to bear and on my knees…
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| I will close my heart, no need to be sharpened.
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| Follow the stream, another mark on my skin.
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| Just a scar to remember for this weight on my shoulders.
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| Gold and red glowing fire.
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| This is just a scar to remember… all…
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| I feel it growing deep inside my guts it’s still burning.
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| Over and over the pain, this need to scream.
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| I know how it tastes to kiss the blackness.
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| A dead drunk soul sleeps under my chest.
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| Just a scar to remember for this weight on my shoulders. |
| Gold and red glowing
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| fire.
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| This is just a scar to remember. |