what I am:
"Day four of this,
Need something now…
Day four from this,
I need my pill…
Something to face, something to face… her.
Something to face, something to face… her!
Something to face, something to face… her.
Something to face me!
First we'll spend some time to the scorn
of that insane lie of the perfect man
All this word-work is de-iconizing
Put back Christ to the shelf!
Waking with the promise that there is no reason to tell
Wishing feeling pure is a mind condition condemning the weak
Waking with the weight of God yetmain so nailed to my lost control
Falling, I'm falling trough these days like drop of me
Teach me to implore
Like no one else
Teach me to implore
Like no one ever did
Two, we'll dedicate some time to convince
The main goal is to pass the night
All this word-work is de-iconizing
Put back Christ to the shelf!
Waking with the promise that there is no reason to tell
Wishing feeling pure is a mind condition condemning the weak
Waking with the weight of God yetmain so nailed to my lost control
Falling, I'm falling trough these days like drop of me
First we'll spend some time to the scorn
of that insane lie of the perfect man
All this word-work is de-iconizing
Put back Christ to the shelf!
Waking with the promise that there is no reason to tell
Wishing feeling pure is a mind condition condemning the weak
Waking with the weight of God yetmain so nailed to my lost control
Falling, I'm falling trough these days like drop of me"
