I can’t fight, but I want to
I am frightened by you
People tell me what to think
Asking permission just to blink

Six feet under
Shovels pound like thunder
Sick and tired of your little bit
Maybe this is all just bullshit

I’m the only one that can save me now
That was the last time I got on my knees to bow
Wasn’t this a sick twist of fate?
You better pray you get into those pearly gates

July 23, 2004 - 2:43am
 
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