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I am not too safe with my conscience flowing under me
But I'd rather be misled than have insanity
Stained glassed windowed saints judging and looking over me
Overindulgence in lies and sin has got me worrying

How can I feel safe
When I am not the prodigal
Son of God?

I am not too safe in the presence of the crucifix
In such a holy house, how could you be serious?
Behind closed doors, the priests are just as secretive
As every last human being on this cold dark earth

How can I feel safe
When I am not the prodigal
Son of God?

How can I feel safe
When I am not the prodigal
Son of God?
Or any of the above?

This test is getting harder by the day
And I am ready to give up

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