Inside the door of your church
You twist and turn around
Dark side of the moon
Lying on the ground
Orange juice glasses
A scarf hanging down
Eyes roll to heaven
Endless guitar note sounds
Is it all you could have needed
Loving yourself
Is it all you ever wanted
Love from someone else
How does it feel to wake up in a mess
Talking to your Jesus
To who do you confess
Pale skin from curtains drawn
The light burns your eyes
There’s nothing you can say
Now you’ve run out of lies
You fall like a failing lift
Feel the earth beneath you shift
Playing poker you take the risk
One more try One more twist
Then you’ll be out of this
Then you’ll get out of this
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