Your faults
Ha, you miserable little wretch
Cry your little eyes out
Expect no less
Look there do you see those pills
Every drug in your grasp
Won’t save you now
Don’t you beg for forgiveness
Don’t you carry on singing in your solo choir
Just wait, you’ll see
Just wait, you’ll see me
Waiting, looking, telling you your faults
I can do that now,
Because once they were mine.
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