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  • Writer's pictureSaint Andrews

The Deeper Side Of Living

The morning will come

We have to believe

Nothing for nothing

We have to live to die

On earth where everyone hides

So many faces




Don’t tread on me

Don’t leave me be

Save the Attitude for the endless sleep

When we go to church

Before we go to work

We are all cursed

Only when we die will it no longer hurt


It’s real

It’s so so real


Your right

For a price

Running and hiding

In plain site

It will find you

The Father

The Son

And the Holy Host

Won’t help you

What Am I

Who am I

Tell us Why

We live to die


The open the door, the only door


You can’t escape your fate

You’ll find out

We all find out

What’s waiting for us

By Saint Andrews

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