antediluvian

 


Tear me apart and find my hiding spot 

Make me understand why this blood  

Won't wash off my hands, you preach 


I listen, you screeching,you call preaching


You wait to inhale me, I stay where I am


I don't scream, the blood rushes through


You find me when I'm at my most sinful


Saying that only God can save me

 

Doesnt mean he will.


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