I'm singing the
self-righteous song of recovery,
and I look with
the unresting eyes of the penitent,
As I plod through
the age old search of the shame-reduced,
To find ways to
forgive myself for you,
and I'll always
sing the self-righteous song of recovery,
and I'll always
plead with those unresting eyes of the penitent,
and I won't stop
dragging my feet with the same of it
'Til I've forgiven
myself for myself.
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