napalm sunday

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Daughter Cells

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A shitty hand but I guess I'll play
How many Hail Marys do I have to say
My brain still fills with napalm every Sunday
Am I the only one who can't decide
I just wanna make up my mind
The not knowing keeps on growing 
Deep inside
I've only ever asked to see the truth
Is that too much to ask of you
Was there a vision that I missed 
Or was it misconstrued

I'll stop asking you for reasons
If you won't tell me why
I'll just sit here
And sink into the sky

Frantic and feather-light
Lift me up and watch me fly
Sounds so sweet it makes my cavities cry
Maybe there's nothing left to find
An empty space -oh Jesus christ
Who will I be when my depravity dies

I'll stop asking you for reasons
If you won't tell me why
I'll just sit here
And sink into the sky
Sink into the sky

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