I fell out of heaven To be with you in hell My sin's not quite seven Nothing much to tell Lust I haven't craved A sainted boy I'm not I'll take it to my grave A side cursed on rot I ride these ropes alone Beneath the sulfur sky Everywhere I roam Life is one big lie When the fireball goes down Out by L.A. waste I come into town But only for a day If starving in bed means A prayer for you to understand The man cure is sleek But lust holds my hand I stumbled and I cry I pounce with no revenge At least I never lied Or took truth to rail
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