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von Drinking.Bleach

I woke up alone this morning to find that all my fears had come true
Death and storms of Biblical proportions oh what′s a boy supposed to do?
What should I do?


'Cause sanctimonious preaching never proved to be all that much use
Be the change you want to see child
If all else fails I still got you
At least I′ve got you

And I laid down alone this evening
I withered and I shed my youth
There are roadmaps that point toward reason but you will never find the truth
You don't know what's true
Ooh you don′t know what′s true