re leaving so long then I'm hanging on the poles Those tiny waterfalls Of your tears that you miss I'm melting in the rain I'm anxious to be saint I
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me Rubberband Banks, pockets full of dead honkeys Addicted to carbohydrates, I'ma bread junkie Only time I lose weight, when I'm pushing Forgive me Lord, I might not
glib delight upon his cross, upon his cross, Above my body, lowly me Christ forgive, forgive? Holy He, He holy, He holy? Shit He forgives, Forgive? Forgive? I? I? Me
I do wrong? I just don't understand Give me one more chance Let me please explain It's all been circumstance I'll tell you once again It took me for
heart is weary and I'm beginning to feel faint He smiled and he looked into my eyes And he said son, you ain't nothing but a tortured saint Forgive me father for I know not
love for me If you do care for me Dear father, I beg you, don't fail me If you just listen to me Give one more chance to me Give one more chance to me
here to kill. Please, God, forgive us for what we have done. I always thought I was doing right. As of now, I'm not feeling so sure. I'm at a place
So don't tell me you can't forgive me Cause nobody's perfect, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no I'm not a saint no matter no, cause
I'm not a saint, no not at all But what I did, that wasn't cool But I swear that I'll never do that again to you I'm not a saint, I'm not a saint, no
love you like she does, but still she bows her head and prays that you forgive me. So what does that make me? The unloving, ungrateful son of a saint? What if that makes me
your eyes I could see my face A non believer In a state of grace mea culpa I see no reason for your complaint You got the sinner And not the saint mea
moment Won't you forgive me dear. So I cried so hard I was trippin' on my own tears. Why you can't that I'm dying? I'm not a saint, but god I'm trying
I'm not a saint There's no use denying Falling from grace Is my reason to go on Hail Mary full of grace Put me down, and kick me in my face Intertwining
that I bear for a child I'm not a saint There's no use denying Falling from grace Is my reason to go on Hail Mary full of grace Put me down, and kick me
I see in my mirror Really makes me wanna die Something inside me?s broken Mother please forgive me, I promised to be true ]But the aches inside me made me
I will be your saint I'll be your pretty whore when you need to release the thing that makes you sick, I will be your disease Beg for forgiveness I