Apparently, when the prozac runs out, this is what happens. Still struggling with the mixy mix aspect of all of this wonderment. I encourage everyone to listen to the original remix because it is very stylish and cool. Here it is simply debased.

“every thing’s a mess
I can see my dress
wadded on the floor
and I can’t remember anymore
All of this remorse
in the name of god
it crushes your soul
and it makes me hard
it breaks your heart
and it breaks mine too

we will dance here
all together
you are catholic and I’m a sinner
so please stop asking
if I’ll have more water
because wine is stronger and
fills my blood with power
I’m not so holy
can’t you tell now
I’m down on my knees in the bathroom
in the back room
you can anoint me
with your pointless emissions
the fluid of the heathens
I’m a cretan and you superior
you can take all this carnal rage
out on my body inferior
you can’t change me
or rearrange me
because I was born lost
and will die here godless and alone”