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After The First Sin

The Pribata Idaho


I told a lie to the priest 
When I confessed my sins 
It was very jolly for me 
Even I tried not to seem to keen
From my blameless point of view 
It was nothing but an excuse 
To turn the knife in the wound 
To life anyhow, win or lose
When I fell into sin again 
It was "Talkin’bout New York"
I was almost fifteen 
Years jumbled together, anyhow
Judgement, they promised, is upon us 
The end of the world is at hand 
Even I confessed my blasphemies
My fights and all my sins
There’re millions of liers 
What’s one more or less? 
That’s the kind of things I mean 
When I talk about my sins
There’s no need to be sorry for me 
Even I show signs of wear 

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