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I had this little thing
A slight disparity
Between what I thought I was
And what I seemed to be
And back then I was so sure
Only a noose could end that war
But out of stubbornness or spite
My feet stayed on the floor

The duality I hid
Had begun to claw and writhe
But those sick, unsightly ids
Now run right by my side
And I'm still not sure it's safe
To attempt to satiate
The deviants sat inside
Those freaks I love to hate

T̴O̴H̴Ƨ̵ ̵Ә̶И̷I̴ﻼ̷Ɔ̷U̴ꟻ̵ ̷Я̶I̷Ǝ̵H̶T̸ ̸Ǝ̵ﻼ̴A̷T̷ ̷O̶T̸ ̵M̸Ǝ̷H̷T̵ ̸Ǝ̸Я̶O̵⅃̵ꟼ̷M̸I̷ ̸I̵ ̸И̷Ǝ̷H̵T̷ ̵M̷A̵ ̶I̴ ̷O̵H̶W̶ ̵H̵T̸I̷W̷ ̶M̷Ǝ̸⅃̷�̷�̷O̴Я̸ꟼ̷ ̵A̵ ̸Ƨ̴A̸H̷ ̷Ә̸И̵I̵Ǝ̴�̸�̸ ̸Y̵⅃̷Ⴇ̶Я̵A̶W̴O̶Ɔ̶ ̷,̸⅃̴U̶ꟻ̴Я̴Ǝ̷W̵O̶ꟼ̷-̵⅃̴⅃̵A̴ ̵Я̸Ǝ̸H̸T̸O̴ ̶Y̶И̶A̶ ̷Я̴O̴ ̴⅃̶I̶V̸Ǝ̵Ⴇ̷ ̶Ǝ̷H̶T̸ ̸Я̵O̵ ̶Ⴇ̷O̴Ә̶ ̶ꟻ̴I̸

Father, Saint and Mary, I hope you understand
But your sermons are f**ked and I need to take a stand
'cos I think
That you've been playing this wrong
I've come around a thousand times but I'm still singing this song
THAT DAY

I wrote a couple rhymes
Ovеr tunes I didn't write
In an attempt to rеconcile
What keeps me up at night
But as ideas began to grow
And the track list followed suit
The halves I once reviled
Had finally settled their dispute

Brothers, friends and family, I hope you understand
That the person you see is a dark, divided man
But the fact
Is that is just who I am, and I can't
Keep selling this facade when I know that it's a scam

Father, Saint and Mary, I hope you understand
But your sermons are f**ked, and it's time to take a stand
'cos I'm sick
Of hearing fears and demands
Can you tell me the point in preaching if I'm already damned?

Who knew that what two can bring could be so unique?
This format that you had brought to me:
Tridential sovereignty
To anyone who knows me, I'm sure I sound absurd
But I'm an egoistic queer under any definition of the word
But I think
For the first time in my life
That these oddities that bonded me aren't worth the f**king strife

So call me sick or crazy if that's what you'd prefer
But that rotten melody is one I've already heard
And you can stick that sh*t
Where it can't be harmonized
I refuse to be the person that my parents eulogize

Call me sick or crazy. Call me what you'd like
Fog so thick and hazy calls for holy light

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