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I foresaw the shitstorm brewing ahead-
It won't be long before they take me away
They'll ask me the very questions I've been asking myself for years,
But there are no answers
Pathetic's the best word I'd choose to describe what I've become
The worst of me has yet to surface, the impious voice is whispering:

“You were sick, you were sick, just a sick little boy
Filthy child, dirty mind, where's your dignity?
In the palm of his hands with your innocence
So go on, where's your strength?
Oh, he took that too?
Why don't you take it back?
What are you waiting for?
Go on and take it back,
It's time to be the man you ought to be”

I get these thoughts in my head
Images that won't dissipate
Popping pills brings no comfort
A toxic passion you can't medicate

Why are you shaking, boy?
Are there questions you can't bear to ask?
Why are you shaking, boy?
Was there a part of you that enjoyed it?

“You were sick, you were sick, just a sick little boy
Filthy child, dirty mind, where's your dignity?
In the palm of his hands with your innocence
So go on, where's your strength?
Oh, he took that too?
Was there a part of you that enjoyed it?
Why are you shaking, boy?

”You were sick, you were sick, just a sick little boy
Little fag, little bitch, where's your dignity?
In the palm of his hands with your innocence
So go on, where's your strength?
Oh, he took that too?
Why don't you take it back?
What are you waiting for?
Go on and take it back
It's time to be the man you ought to be.”

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from Blessed You're Still, released March 9, 2015

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