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I'm not Jesus
Dirty little secret,
Dirty little lies.
Say your prayers and call me rare,
Save your soul tonight
Drift among the faithfull,
Bury your desires.
Aberrations fill your head,
You need a place to hide
And I am.
Do you remember me?
And the kid I used to be? ...
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