If it were up to me, you'd think it'd be the other way around.
Sometimes it's hard to think, when you're speaking out of both sides of your mouth.
I recall your statement to judge and jury, and the verdict is figured out.
Shit luck as nothing to do with where we are now.
This time the penance is heavy.
Say ten or twenty hail mary's and count them on your hand.
Go back to 750's, Sundays drunk on cheap whiskey and brand new plans.
Soon I'll say I'm gonna see you from the other side.
If I keep it up this way, you'll know that I was always right.
'Cause at a real young age, I've always felt an early grave and heard rusty limousines heading the other way.
If it matters, I don't mind this pattern.
Inside I'm cold, knowing I won't ever fit the mold.
If it matters, I don't mind this pattern.
We learn to grow in seasons that aren't our own.
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