Hallelujah is a choice.
Listen kid, you'll die deciding whether or not to live
So I'll throw off these bandages, or tighten them tight
purple arms, purple hands and knuckles so white
and there's a beautiful sunset tonight.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
I opened the wooden door, tired of being beaten on
hoping for some ray of sunshine to enter this dark dark heart
and behold! not only came a ray, but ten million suns circling me.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
I scream in rage, but its okay because I don't need to hide it anymore.
I am cleansing, cleansing, detoxifying my soul.
And with these ungodly exhortations. Standing on a table snot-nosed and bawling.
I know that I have just witnessed the first true Hallelujah of many more.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
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