Lyrics
Dear god my head's an empty place, as heartless as I am.
As lonely as I choose to be, As broken as I stand.
All I am is time and swearing, sit, talk, sin.
Jesus Christ I'm tired of wearing this tattered second skin.
Time is not my friend dear lord, as holy as I feel.
As day by day, these shakes grow stronger, I beg my soul to steel.
All my days are waste and waiting, sit, talk, sin.
Jesus Christ please help me shed this rancid second skin.
And god, the things I've seen, all the shit you put me through,
Made a monster out of me, now I'm a whole lot more like you.
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