103 - The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart

You can pray all day to Satan

You can drive pretty fast

You can drink with your prescriptions

But it never comes to pass

I know you don’t believe me

But you’re gonna see, you’re gonna see

One hundred and three

You can make marks with a razor

Choke out on the bed

But do you feel a sense of failure

When you just can’t end up dead?

I know you don’t believe me

But you’re gonna see, you’re gonna see

One hundred and three

How can I get it through to you?

I just don’t think your death wish

Is gonna come, is gonna come true