What have I said. What have I done?
All of my insides are hanging out.
its too late;
Strangers now know little major clots about me.
Exposed to the death;
Their light shines bright on every fatty lump I’ve got and they’re parking their cars in my ulcers.
It’s a catastrophe. I prefer the drama.
Won’t be long now before they’ve got planning permission.
Then those Scary Skyscrapers will soon have to be built upon my badly spilled guts.
Don’t let me see, Lord, don’t let me see.
Whatever the horizon, Just lie to me.
I’ve tried hard to be good
I’ve tried hard to be right
But the cycle of sin just comes back in and kicks me in the eye.
When Will It die?
And all the clouds parted and God came out
He’s The Only One that Gladly Noticed.
With Him, I won’t have to care much about any of all this next time.
All of my insides are hanging out.
its too late;
Strangers now know little major clots about me.
Exposed to the death;
Their light shines bright on every fatty lump I’ve got and they’re parking their cars in my ulcers.
It’s a catastrophe. I prefer the drama.
Won’t be long now before they’ve got planning permission.
Then those Scary Skyscrapers will soon have to be built upon my badly spilled guts.
Don’t let me see, Lord, don’t let me see.
Whatever the horizon, Just lie to me.
I’ve tried hard to be good
I’ve tried hard to be right
But the cycle of sin just comes back in and kicks me in the eye.
When Will It die?
And all the clouds parted and God came out
He’s The Only One that Gladly Noticed.
With Him, I won’t have to care much about any of all this next time.
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