If I was god I’d send another plague. We don’t deserve what we’ve got. It’s a grace I cannot obtain. It’s a grave for someone else. If I was god I’d curse the world again. We don’t deserve what we’ve got. It’s a gift I cannot explain

It’s a grave for someone else. I could cease to be. It’s over. It’s a grave for someone else. I used up your thoughts and prayers

Their bodies tremble, unworthy of who they are. Their hands are shaking, ashamed of their wretched heart

If it were up to me, I’d keep it to myself! Looking up to the heavens for help, refusing my own hell

It’s a grave for someone else. I could cease to be. It’s over. It’s a grave for someone else. I used up your thoughts and prayers

Offer your mercy. I don’t deserve it

Their bodies tremble, unworthy of who they are. Their hands are shaking, ashamed of their wretched heart. What a sign of the times that we’re living in!

My hands are not clean. I’m dragging the cancer into my house. I fall on my knees. I cry out. No one is coming to save me. I sold my soul

Something so terrible to them is so beautiful to me