Lyrics
It feels like jesus on the cross. It's so religious in it's laws: I grave an image in the mud, like when I shed my precious blood. I am a loser, I am satan, I am jesus christ, I'm me. There are no wi
n this fucked reality. I am a loser, I am satan, I am jesus christ, I'm me. There are no winnners in this fuck
ty. Atrophic interludes weave through my life far too often for me to fight the biggest enemy. I
feelings, like love or pain, it makes me go insane when I see what's happening to me... I say: I
ser, I am satan, I am jesus christ, I'm me. There are no winnners in this fucked reality. I a
