like the other girls before me tuck us in and tell us stories so we don t have to think about it steal the fruit inside its rotting take a bite tell me i m lying it s better not to think about it gimme white lies gimme one more gimme one more gimme white lies gimme one more gimme one more you re afraid of what you see victim of this is not the voice in my head you re depraved soak into the bone god forgave wash away what s left of my blood it s a curse it s not a blessing that i can see what you want me to see but i don t want to think about it gimme white lies gimme one more gimme one more gimme white lies gimme one more gimme one more you re afraid of what you see victim of this is not the voice in my head you re depraved soak into the bone god forgave wash away what s left of my blood father it s easy to tell you what you wanna hear it s easy to make myself just smaller it s easy to pray that fate won t interfere i ll disappear disappear disappear  you re afraid of what you see victim of this is not the voice in my head you re depraved soak into the bone god forgave wash away what s left of my blood you re afraid of what you see god forgave wash away what s left of my blood3