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Texty: Bad Religion. Stranger Than Fiction. Marked.

If I'm a monster I am a willing one
This roller coaster ride is an enticing one
On the tip of a continuum flowing wavelike
Through disorder, carrying me like a vessel to water

And everything you see leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you feel leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you touch leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you make leaves a mark on your soul

If I can touch it, I can destroy it
If it's imaginable to some degree, I can become it
Like a hungry turning vortex that just flickers to existence
Consuming bits and pieces till I'm finally extinguished

Hey, everyone you see leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you bare leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you touch leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you love leaves a mark on your soul, oh

And everything you take leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you give leaves a mark on your soul
And all the fear and loneliness that's so impossible to control
And every tear you cry leaves a mark on your soul