IF TUESDAY’S GONE, WHAT HAPPENED TO MONDAY?

I

Slipping away
Rotting Decay
Why can’t I just forget?

Crippling fear
Ending near
Please God just let

Up with the pressure
I’ll pray for pleasure
If that’s all it takes
To make me real again

AGAIN
AGAIN

Still with no end
I found all the torment
Lost in a friend

BEGIN
BEGIN

Stillborn in sin
Cradle me tight
If I’m born again

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