A gallon of bleach,

of bleach or kerosene,

(Autocorrect)

the world is spinning again

here I am sinning again

here I am dimming again

here I am dying again

here I am lying again

by bleach I can’t end this sin

by flame I can’t name my end,

by light I started again,

by fear I hope I may mend,

when the shame and defeat

are all that I may feel,

when the blood washes me,

but I feel I can’t heal,

when the past is empty,

for I’m here for the thrill

when I know I’m a fake

And I know that you’re real,

then I pray I obey

Lord I know it’s your will

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