Take me
Take one hit, my voice recedes
One last song, I let him lead
One more tear, to wash my sin
I curse my god, I know it’s him
I bow my head, deep in prayer
But I still feel like he’s not there
I say the words but are they vain
I still have faith, through all my pain
I am crying and still I think of you
You promised so much that you can do
I think of love, of my life, of joy
It is everything, I’ve had destroyed.
But I lie in the bed that you have made
My sins laid before me, yes I am afraid
Understand, without you, I am consumed
I drown in darkness, to be forever doomed.
Please forgive me God as I’ve always been
With bloodshot eyes and white pale skin
I’ve been buried but for you I still weep
Please lord, my soul is yours to keep
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