She talks about holding the pain
She talks about forgiving her one true goddess
She sees you walking down the corridor
For years she's been running, fear from the words
She reeks of habit of cigarettes n apple pie
She begs forgiveness from her master in the sky
Afraid of the men in the white cloaks who come to make her
die

I'm. I'm gonna go to heaven  
I cannot be like you anymore
Going to clear my Soul
Going to heaven

She sneaks her way past the doors
She takes off n doesn't regret it  
She a epitaphist an opportunities she's a evil she's a
whore
She hides in the shadows talks about making peace
N she slams her knuckles scratches her face cuts her
wrists
She insists you're the best that she could ever do
They operate, who knew

I, I'm gonna go to heaven  N
Cause I cant be like you
Going to clear my Soul
Up there, where your not
I'm going to heaven
N I will not be you
He will not take me too
I'm gonna go to heaven