That very man on the corner with sign in his hands
Has lost his whole as the six to a twelve year old
I became that very man with the hole faster than wind
You'll leave your mark I'm on the incline with seven feet

Your seven fucks away from innocence cigarette burns
Should adorn my arms I've broken crosses
Into x's another covenant means little
In the moment I swear when I came here
That I hated you but now I love you

I'm seven drinks away from sober yet
You will shine blessed with not a whole
I have not a whole, I have but a hole seven leaves
Seven drinks, seven down, drown and sink
Crown of thorns, rigid streets, habits on leave, I'm in hell