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There it hovers
Such an ugly fucker
Sickly yellow
Bloated deep sea monster
Turn away
It offers no escape
Kneel and pray
It merely keeps at bay
Nothing good left inside you
Nothing fine to hold onto
Just the face that God gave you
While the evil inside
Could be standing beside you
Never figured
What a prayer could trigger
Or the labour
Loving nagging neighbour
Stood them all
In lines against the wall
Eyes of shame
Fingers pointing blame
Nothing good left inside you
Nothing fine to hold onto
Just the face that God gave you
While the evil inside
Could be standing beside you
Nothing good left inside you
Nothing fine to hold onto
Just the way that He made you
With the evil inside
Leaving no place to hide you
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| © 2007, 2010. Words and music by David Skerkowski. All rights reserved.
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