family c u r sย e
christ crosses all over my body
rememberโn how i canโt even breathe
given over to my gods in softening
black,, back makeโn a man outtaย me
these demons,โฆ forever for silent
my mama raised something in this
when the priest speaks, rushes of violence
my gramma says โdeath isย blissโ
so bath me down in the river and baptize me
rip me clean, a force to fly
all the way down cathedrals, wilt all overย me
been killed before, iโll be killed again
take the sheets off, wrap them tightly around my neck
they say heaven hath no fury like a devilโs scorn
& darlinโ, hell is in me, would you likaย tour?
so bathe me down in the river and baptize me
rip me clean, what a force to fly
all the way down to cathedrals, wilt all overย me
so bath me down in the river and baptize me
rip me clean, what a force to fly
all the way down to cathedrals, wilt all overย me
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