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Couldnt save the savior from savoring
if this life now hurts you, im sorry
can i hold a candle to enduring
taken in a way that you say
say you can feel it
refusal of the anesthetic for this amputee
cut off parts and cut up pieces
lord i know you're looking down wont you give me the strength
to cut these hands free, cut a river through my veins
drowned out by this contradition
beaten back from your position
comforted by some fucking superstition
i wish i could hold on with one hand
but you knew i couldnt do it
refusal of the anesthetic for this amputee
cut off parts and cut up pieces
lord i know you're looking down wont you give me the strength
pull that trigger, put that bullet through my
i never understood why you wouldnt want to think
but now i understand perfectly
its just the anesthetic given to the amputee
cut off parts and cut up pieces
lord i know you're looking down wont you give me the strength
pull that trigger, put that bullet through my brain