snort a pill, with a glass of wine,
get the creative juices flowing.
we could talk in circles around for hours,
but the urge is steadily growing.
to be the dinner party master,
join our hands and say a prayer.
drinking myself through a depressing meal,
with your homophobic neighbors.
make the bed, of the finer things,
after a lengthy bout with sex.
not just the sex, but to be sexual,
in a city filled with fucks.
when something tells me the problems ive got,
aren't the same ones that your having.
loving the sinner till the bitter end,
but hate the one that does the sinning.
I want some one to talk to,
not this spiritually loss-less experience.
the salvation i am seeking,
is one i know comes with patience.
i am lost, like everyone i know,
but i'm not scared,
of anyone, or anything, that i don't understand.

just get out of our town,
if your gonna be an asshole.
if you've got nothing nice to say,
then keep it to yourself.
before we make you go,
and you'll do it cause you know.
just get out of our town,
if your gonna be an asshole.

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