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Like a god begging to be murdered A revolving door that only goes one way A simple force speaking through a conduit A baby born on an ordinary day A Jesus that doesn’t want to be a Jesus Is given no other choice than to be a Jesus. Understanding life is meaningfully worthless The world was born to kill all the Jesuses There’s something big and powerful and wise And it’s begging us to end its worthless life So let’s be Temple Grandin for the night And find a friendly way to make it die. On an empty street in a neighborhood that used to be better In an empty house once filled with heavy shit In a nearly empty bed inside a nearly empty room I learned it There’s something big and powerful and wise And it’s begging us to end its tragic life So let’s be Temple Grandin for the night A hug without a human is alright We’ll find a friendly way to make it die A hug without a human is alright We’ll find a friendly way to make it die From Letras Mania