Bridges

Bridges

Imperfection

I see a world in a hole
Nobody wants to know about the truth
The king’s home was dirty
And I was born through a mistake

Your priest is gay
Your pastor steals
They just want more and more money

But I don’t care
I don’t need bridges
But I don’t care
I’m my own temple.

Bridges

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