This house is falling down
Symbolic of the moral decay
That pervades in this town
And causes man to lose his way
I have gone astray
And am painfully aware
With each passing day
Less and less I care
If there be no meaning
To the truth I have been gleaning
To my own wicked leanings
Into poison I dive
A life without direction
Victim of my own selection
Not of God's election
Too dead to be alive
Tears swell up my eyes
But they refuse to ever fall
Mislead the weary with lies
And I lie to them all
I am not the upright man
They expect me to be
Faltered from God's plan
And I'll never be free
If there be no meaning
To the truth I have been gleaning
To my own wicked leanings
Into poison I dive
A life without direction
Victim of my own selection
Not of God's election
Too dead to be alive
This house is falling down
Symbolic of my moral decay
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