My own disgrace has made me bulletproof against happiness
The tears disguised as laughs
And yesterday it was a better day
But it's in another revolution
That I question my faith one again
Scrap away the sins of our age
And empty shells we become
I could love and revere
But time only brings more scars
I feel I've been betrayed by all constructions and creatures of god
Including this heart of mine
This soul of mine
And then I pray for another yesterday
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