."The world is loaded, hope against hope.
Ghost-sick for a god at the end of a rope."
Hide your habits littered with rot.
They're wasting away and then falling apart.
There's jesus-freaks that line up the town.
Ghost-sick for a god but it won't make a sound.
The emptiness that.
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