My heart it bleeds
By following my creeds
Which deem my immortality

Faithfully and dutifully
All my life
Truly now I have freedom

But jealousy always ensues
With hateful speech imbued
In the lives of those who listen

So I keep it quiet and in the down low
Waiting and waiting
For you to come home

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