The things I don't want to do, I just keep doing
The things I want to do, I can't do
What a wretched man I am becoming
What a wretched man I have become
Who will save me
From this body of death that is looming
From this funeral parlor I keep on seeing
In the corner of my eye while pointing my gun
In the corner of my mind while ignoring the sun
It's coming for me, it's coming for me
But what you ask just cannot be done
A spineless heart is what I've become
The weight on my back is just too heavy
A holy life just wasn't for me
Keep smearing my heart, all over my sleeve
Someone comes and wipes it off and takes it from me
What's left is hardly mine but just a shadow of myself
For I find that I'm entwined, in a battle over my health
And I can't win, and I can't win
But what you ask just cannot be done
A weight heart is what I've become
The sweat on my back was just too heavy
A holy life just wasn't for me, a holy life just wasn't for me
But what you ask just cannot be done
A spineless heart is what I've become
The weight on my back was just too heavy
You say a holy life still waits for me
You say a holy life still waits for me
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