Have a nice life

Woe unto us

Have a nice life
They are kneeling on my back in Connecticut.
And I watch for signs, but I just hurt my neck.
I believe, believe, that you�re the God of Abraham.
And you�ll strike me dead, but in the end, what the fuck do I care?
We can never be alone.
There�s a restlessness in our bones.
Because what if decide
that my life has been a waste?
So woe be unto us.
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