My God my God. I clench my teeth. Waiting for your grace 
to shine through these blackened clouds leanding teh way. 
Leading the way. And I will follow you. My God, my God 
shelter us. My God my God, I wear this world like a gash 
to the cehst and lines on my wrist. It bleeds me... I saw 
a man leave the city with the world on his shoulders. He 
looked me in the eyes and I knew he's not coming back. We 
march to our own funerals. I will lfollow you always. It 
bleeds me dry. I've been wearing my organs on the 
outside. I saw a man leave teh city with the weight of 
the world on his shoulders. He looked me in the eyes and 
I knew he's not coming back. Take what I am. Take my 
life. And you, I will follow.