I see it all quite clear and its not what it seemed to be
I look forward to a day when i can rest with ease
these leaders are masquerading as our saviors
blood is shed and hugs are like a smile on a clown , save us
we are all warriors facing the last battle its WAR
and our tools are irrelevant were forced to throw bottle caps,cups and i don't know what more
launch stones at our faces or catapult them to the sky
hellos mean alot more than just a heartfelt goodbye
honor thy mother and honor thy father
but once the time has come we shall know them no longer
it was all written before ..passed on even through the worst of storms
we all used to be smarter but then we tried to go higher so the dutch leaf was torn
A man A Men Amen Hallelujah praise He
but did you ever wonder what if god was me?
no honest oral communication that's all been diseased
and riches is a test of our testimony
I laugh at the world and it chuckles right back
Bitch your a drum counting measures , this is your last chance.
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