so what if we was undeniably wasted? nnand everything was meaningless to me? nni remember when you said you knew what it was like to be dead. nnnow i do. nnand that’s no thanks to you. nnnneverybody thinks they know what the deal is. nnand nothing’s irreversible ‘nncause we are free. nnbut everywhere it smells like death. nndon’t you know that God gave you breath? nnman i do. nnand i’m not lying to you when i say i’m nnnnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnbut is it easier to live nnwith one foot in the grave? nnnni don’t know if i know. nnbut i don’t think it’s so. nnand i don’t think it’s right. nnwhat if we was laid out cold on the table? nnwhat if we was honest for once and then you’d see? nni remember crying out. nnmalfunctioning and then dying out. nnman i’m through. nnand i’m grateful to you. nnwhen i say. nnnni’m filthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid. nnfilthy & afraid.