It isn’t true

I drink only to tame my labido

Oops that didn’t work 

quite the way I had intended

but this is how my night ended

how my life ended

I drank the ash, they brought me back

So I failed my religion

among a muriad other things

But I’ll drink from Jesus’ 

bloody cup

Knowing if I drink enough

salvation will spin into this room

a brittle, bitter, sweet relief will be coming soon

He says in my daze

all they want from me is a quick lay

but no one will ever love me

I stand up and shout

Fuck you, it isn’t true

fuck you, it isn’t true

fuck you, it isn’t true….


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