The truth of the matter is your mothers a whore
And when she gave birth you fell out on the floor
Unannounced, in God's house
The Preacher man said you were damned from the start
To take the child and leave he would not be a part of such sin
No not him
Every day's a miracle that you can survive
With all of the odds stacked up against your side
You are one against them
Shrinking and you're pinching infinite distress
If only all your memories could remain repressed
You'd find bliss
In ignorance
You fell on your face on the way
You fell on your face on way back in
On the way back in
I know that you have only love in your heart
I can see by your eye's you want to be a part of some good
If only you could
If there is and worth to what you've suffered in pain
Try at least to not repeat the mistakes we made
But its no use
You love abuse
You fell on your face on the way
You fell on your face on the way back in
One Hundred Damnations
Yeah
Damn