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the church of you is ringing wedding bells • everybody knows but nobody tells
engraved invitations are in the mail • keeping prisoners you had sent to jail
cans tied to the limo parked next to sidewalk rice • saying nothing was your way of being nice
the church of you takes a collection from the poor • so certain everything you know you made dam sure
the patron saint of perpetual anxiety • migraine abandon set only one of us free
you’re the only one who vows we’ll never speak again• the purgatory of you will always have no end
will constant worship ever be enough • will blind faith be reward when things for you get rough
everyone knows you deserve to serve me at your feast • you won’t throw back what you catch and release
was I your Moses come to set you free • parting crowds of shoppers just so you could see
the Solomon of you ready to slice me in half • you were the David killing me just for a laugh
telling me nothing is your way of being true • you write the commandments for the church of you

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