I was Fucked Up at the Time of You're Molestation

(Take these pills and turn them into an alibi)
You couldn’t have done those things
You were out of your mind
At that point in time you weren’t present
Presently it seems that you were on some shit
Which seems to have made you forget
(you’ll regret)
That sweet girl on that crucifix.
Now we all know what happened here kid
(Everything you never did)
The camera caught it and there were witnesses
That say you’re the reason why she’s dead
(Deep inside of the Garden)

So here’s where we start the story
A nice dinner with some friends and a movie
Thinking you were the best kind of skeez
(I know you’d never betray me)
You stalk off with cute little tease
Come to find out she had some paraphernalia
You were high and you experienced body failure
(So I will come to save you)
And now for the part that you can’t remember…

~~~Take these pills and turn them into an alibi
You’ll regret everything you never did
Deep inside the Garden.
I know you’d never betray me
So I will come to save you
When you least expect me
I will be your savior.
So take this cup and medicine
And take a deep breath in.
Remember me, I’ll be there
You’ll know when.~~~

You’ll find your guilty of everything
The best we can shoot for is solitary
(When you least expect me)
If you plead insanity to an obtuse degree...
This is your only option, you have to agree.
But just in case, you might want to seek His favor
(I will be your savior)
Delve yourself into the sincerest of prayers
And sift through what time you have to savor

So you’ve come here to confess your sins?
(So take this cup and medicine)
First you must confide within
(and take a deep breath in)
Clear your mind and then repent.

I hereby sentence you to a life of solitaire
(Remember me and I’ll be there)
Isolated and well aware
For every breathe that you have to spare
This girl Eden will not be there

With every second faith gives in
I’ve been judged by a sin I didn’t commit
I suffer a bastardizing confinement
And here is were I will be spent
(You’ll know when)
…

That’s the word scrawled all over these walls,
Feverishly and without pause,
With the blood of his neck at which he clawed
And as he lost it all he called.

When.

* * *

Take this bread and wine. Turn them into an alibi
You’ll regret everything you never did In the Garden of Eden