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Iâve been foolishly biding my time
But itâs fangs are sharper than mine
Paranoia has taken the place
Taken the place of god
But thatâs all his purpose was
Keep your faith
Keep your faith
If itâs what you got
By all means believe what you want
Iâve been spitting on my own grave
No amount of grace can get me saved
And yet Iâm surprised
My heart has become the dwelling place of demons
One of these days
I wonât wake up as much as Iâll come to
It has something to do with you
I feel you coursing through my veins
Hell knows if you leave I wonât be the same
Now that youâve made a name for yourself
I only wish I could cast you out
But thereâs some appealing about you on my mouth
Iâve been spitting on my own grave
No amount of grace can get me saved
After Iâm reduced to waste
And this worldâs washed its hands of me
God forbid I come back with the only instruction youâll need:
Get off your knees
Get off your knees
Iâll be alright
Believe me, Iâll be just fine
Get off your knees
Get off your knees
My heart has become the dwelling place of demons
One of these days I wonât have the lungs
To beg pardon for what Iâve done
And even if I do, it wonât be poetic enough
Iâve nailed my coffin shut