Jesus Loves Junkies - An Exit

The beginning
The worst place to start
That is how we ended up here
Face to face
Mouth made of metal
Erosion acknowledged
A clean slate regurgitated this place
There were warnings
This highway has many signs
The truth should've been obvious
Still, the truth seldom is
I am much older now
Awaken from the dream
It is lying beside me dissected
As good as dead
Like I was always told
Each day comes all over me
Sometimes I smile
Sometimes I laugh with you
Frequently I resemble successful
And sometimes I can almost convince myself of that too
This is too ugly to be over
Only one way to be sure

I'm sorry
I'm sorry

The poison was the cure
The poison was the cure

Written by:
Jeff Wambolt

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