Slippery
Slipping
Sliding......
Sliding
Slipping
Down this slippery slope
I'm going fast, real fast
Can someone do me a solid and send me a rope?
I know I'm good for one
There's just got to be one
Ooooh, when I think of the beginning and all the
forbidden fun
But I need help now
I know why I'm here and how
But I can't call god 'cause I don't know him
And maybe he doesn't know me, so how can my pain
and anxiety be felt
So, please, brother
Please sister
This soul of mine, demons pelt
The little bit I have left has been crying now it's starting
to bleed
So much internal turmoil and strife
Addicted and conflicted with so much pain in this life
Sliding
Slipping......
Slipping
Sliding
Down this slippery slope
I'm going fast, real fast
I'm losing every bit of hope
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