I was looking for sanity
In all the wrong places
Looking at the streets
Looking underneath sheets
I was looking for sanity
Atop the highest buildings
Looking for sanity in poison
You called me a saint
You said I was the saint of the lost
Saint of the condemned
Saint of the sinners
Saint of the insecure
Saint of the unpure
Saint of everything that never was

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