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I watched a man die
And where was god
When he took that big, final breath
I stared at his face
To find what was left
I've watched a man dying
And I don't know which is worse
When I look into his eyes
I see god
I see lies
It's not fair, I know
There is sorrow where the laughter grows
Two branches of the same tree
One for you and one for me
You taught me to pray
Now I'm hoping for a quick end
My model for god
Always rubbing my nose in the stains of death
My father told me
Son, you can't kill time
But time will surely kill you
And then he drank down
All his prayers by the gallon
Each one went unanswered
Each one
I swore I wouldn't be like you
What a tired cliché
My knuckles ripped from
Beating myself up
The fruit didn't fall so far from the tree
I'm falling apart
I can't go on like this
When I see nothing behind your eyes
I know I'm watching as the last of god dies
