Nothing Left

Clarity, scathing clarity
I'll welcome sleep when it comes
When the moon gives light to the sun
And the sky and the ocean are one
Malignity, fierce malignity
Living inside a loaded gun
Who's still a friend when it's done?
Who provides the punisher's fun?

Nothing left
Put me in
Throw me out, make me swim
Top to bottom
Underneath
All my sins to you bequeath



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Writer(s): James Fixx
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