Hatesick

by Ginger Ozawa   Jan 26, 2012


I need it
I want to light it up
and watch it turn to ashes

Hours are minutes when I'm watching you
Minutes are hours when I turn them off

I carried their crosses
and got double-crossed

None of their glitters are gold
I'm the product that refuses to be sold

If Jesus saves
then I must be a shame

and if God reigns
then I must have a name

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