I just came back from [bad word] 
Where I suddenly ran into some friends

They had built me a ladder that led me back on the right track

They appeared out of blue and they walked me until I was safely home

They saw me as I am. No questions, only helping hands

On the other side I saw many fingers pointing at me

There was a wall between us to give me some sort of a shelter

I saw them as they were, eyes burning, full of pure hate

They spoke no words to me and I saw them turn their backs on me

Not my time to go

It was my time to show

This is me, stripped and weak

This is me, unmasked and frail

This is me, take it or leave it

This is me, [bad word] & goodbye

The devil looked like me and his slaves called him my name

They had powders and needles and they had everything

The devil said: “give me my medicine”

And I saw them put a needle into his arm

There was no fire, only blackness as far as it was possible to see

It wasn’t my first time there, I told myself I’ve seen this all before

It only takes one step and you can kiss your [bad word] good bye

It wasn’t meant to last, maybe it was meant to make me see

I can see myself in the mirror again

And recognize [bad word] friendship