| Building a Religion 7/2003 |
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| Could you really mean it? If I�m that perfect Why aren�t I perfect enough for you? The only thing you�re doing wrong Is refusing to let me love you. I can�t force you to feel the way I do. I can�t buy, can�t bribe, can�t bully you into loving me. I love you too much to ever do that. Oh, but I am only human And I want my religion I want you to be my god. You were my savior when lying in my arms. I crucified you I buried you And now I want you back. |
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