God speaks to me through a blue screen
He knows where I’ve been, where I’ll be
God says I have to fall apart
Strip myself of broken parts
And when he died, I rolled my eyes
Fixated on gore, his blood, it soaks into the floor
I’ve got a lot of death to live for
And It’s not enough for me to want more
Go to a bridge, stand on the edge
I don’t need to feel, I don’t need to think
Perfectly lined razors on a filthy sink
So, do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
God speaks to me through a blue screen
But I don’t know what he means
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