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I don't have the chance
for any recompense
I couldn't bleed enough, in life
loathing all my friends
hope I don't offend
when I am left to sink
in somber

but if I
if I bled enough

shunning tenderness
can't say I don't want it
but nothing seems to thaw
like it used to
dripping hands of red
hope I don't offend
when I am left to stay
and wonder

but if I
if I felt enough

I'm Recovering Catholic
got a cat of nine tails
thinking's got me guiltsick
gotta leave me to my self
I'm Recovering Catholic
I'm exactly what I'm supposed to be
just the bed that's made for me
we'll see

weight left on my heart
blown my head apart
when crowds led by my eyes
aren't feeling
sanguine fled my skin
left me grey as sin
and once again I'm glued
to my old ways

but if I
if I felt enough

I'm Recovering Catholic
got a cat of nine tails
thinking's got me guiltsick
gotta leave me to my self
I'm Recovering Catholic
I'm exactly what I'm supposed to be
just the bed that's made for me

we'll see (x8)

I'm Recovering Catholic
got a cat of nine tails
thinking's got me guiltsick
gotta leave me to my self
I'm Recovering Catholic
I'm exactly what I'm supposed to be
just the bed that's made for me

I'm Recovering Catholic
got a cat of nine tails
thinking's got me guiltsick
gotta leave me to my self
I'm Recovering Catholic
I'm exactly what I'm supposed to be
just the bed that's made for me

we'll see