The Straight Edge Atheists’ Hymn

The Straight Edge Atheists’ Hymn

Winter turns into spring
That won’t mean a thing
Unless you see every grain
You have to watch every leaf unfurl
Every new pretty girl
Every boy win his name

Oh, my life isn’t the same
The pleasure and pain are both sharper for me
Oh, my life isn’t a game
I know where I come from
I know where I’ll be

See the drunken kids dance
It’s their only chance
To pretend they’re free
As the real world shoots them down
Ten years from now
They won’t feel a thing

Junkies, drunkards and whores
They’re sometimes bores
But they’re my best friends
Clean and sober
I’ll stand with them all
Waiting to fall
Everything must end.

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