Ten of two on L.S.D
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Eyes are peeled till no tick short of three
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My lips whisprer to the cross in hand
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Are there no ears listening
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cold drafts slip past the pane cracks
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But what will day break the clean slate bring?
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in stores a host of misplaced trust im sure
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Another sunrise won't chance a thing
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So tell me no truth obscured
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Its scandels, as you've heard
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But exposures best im sure
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All we afford is forgiveness
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im not here to hear the truth
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I'll shut this screen and leave the booth
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Mom's the word son he made you gag
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Said yo''re the youngest he's ever had
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no filth or flaw do my eyes see
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Go add some bdeads to your rosary
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Yours ins forgiven now that weve met
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And past this booth we both forget
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Dont tell me just name your price for silence
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Thats my advice dont dirty the face of christ
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No Cardinal Sin
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No Cardinal Sin
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