I need to be cleansed...
It's time to make amends...
For all of the fun...
The damage is done...And I feel diseased...
I'm down on my knees...
And I need forgiveness...
Someone to bear witness...
To the goodness within...
Beneath the sin...
Although I may flirt...
With all kinds of dirt...
To the point of disease...
Now I want release...
From all this decay...
Take it away...
And somewhere...
There's someone who cares...
With a heart of gold...
To have and to hold.
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