There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Waiting like the stalking butler
Whom upon the finger rests
Murder now the path called "must we"
Just because the Son has come
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
Something but what's past and done?
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
Something but what's past and done?...
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