convictions lead to softly spoken lies
behind closed doors the truth is hard to find
i see salvation in the
bottom of a dirty empty glass
i'm realizing faith is
painless til you lose sight of it
please believe
if not for me
this party's going nowhere fast
i can't wait
for you to see
we're takin names and kickin ass
black labels teach us stories from the past
just let me know if there's enough to last
i think belief is just the
burning as that drink drains down your throat
my confession booth's
a bar stool and a priest that's let go

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