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I'm going to sink
I bet you think
I probably will
But I won't

I'm on the brink
Of going extinct
I probably will
But I won't

But the sinkhole inside of me
That thing that died in me
Is climbing back out of its crypt

All those secrets it knows
And the wounds it exposes
And bodies left dead in the ditch

I'm going to sink
I bet you think
I probably will
But I won't

I'm on the brink
Of going extinct
I probably will
But I won't

Cancer colored roses
And razor blade kisses
Guns up our noses
And an abortion for the Missus

It's time to put myself to sleep
I probably will
But I won't

I pray the Lord my soul to keep
He probably will
but he won't

But this nightmare's awoken
And scars have ripped open
Barbed wires are carving my wrists

My bones are picked clean
By the teeth of the demon
I scream but I cannot resist

Now the streets overflow
With the blood of the Chosen
Their faces all frozen with fear
Each neck has been broken
By hands that were choking them
It's my favorite time of the year

It's time to put myself to sleep
I probably will
But I won't

I pray the Lord my soul to keep
He probably will
But he don't give a damn about me

Me

I said he probably would
But he don't give a damn about me

Me