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what if I move to a small town and I change my name grow my hair down to my knees and go to church every Sunday what if I had met you there before you dreamt of death you needed more than a prayer should have loved you before your last breath did you get hit with that bible belt holy word hurt you more than those cuts that you felt did you find salvation in killing yourself the one way to reach heaven is going through hell did your father forsake you and mother cry loud drove those nails through your wrists so they would be proud are you free from the sin wearing your thorny crown are you washed of the blood are you closer to god now
-bible belt by baby bugs