I believe there’s something more to me
Another layer that my bloodshot eyes can’t see
And if I’m being honest-my faith is mainly trickery
I just need to keep repeating this
So the gallon stays within my wrist
I believe there’s something more in me
Another dimension that my tired mind can’t read
And if I’m being honest-my fate is all too plain to see
This awful feeling never ever goes away
As long as I’m breathing evil has a place to stay
Cyclical queasy, nothing is easy
I hear myself convince myself to try - yet still, I kinda wanna die
I believe there’s nothing more for me
Another way that my hope can’t pay the fee
And if I’m being honest-my faith is shameful trickery
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