Grainy is the mind
That lets go of the soul
And grainy is the heart
That lets the hell unfold
We’re all saints and sinners
The mirror cracked and jagged
The truth we try to cover
So painful, cold and ragged
There is no winner ever
This is loud and clear
We’re all saints and sinners
Wrapped in hate and fear
Pick up your dignity
From off that dusty ledge
We’re all saints and sinners
Grasping at the edge.
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