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Jesus caught me,
I was rockin’ it with Satan
Never patient always wasting every day sent
Getting high until I couldn’t even pay rent
As my mind was growin’ vacant
I began to feel a panic I was meant to help the planet
God damned it I became an avid manic
Frantic thoughts like my fate was the Titianic
My heart has- always been gigantic
Overflowing all my senses
Always thought I was demented
For thinking I could prevent it - the death of my people when it’s inevitable they’ll be sentenced
I’m keepin’ it apprehensive
The tension has got me penisve
And since that I’m here to mention
Abundance of good intentions
Has gained me the Lords attention
My soul is high in suspension
My body stuck in detention
Purgatory is not all the saddest story
Yes it becomes drab and boring
But the tests keep me busy as I’m passing surly
I can touch the sky I’m touring
Counting every mind I’m scoring
Every meal the wine is pouring
Metaphorically of course
Liquor pills and weeds divorced
Yet still longing for their intercourse
Honestly their bitter force is tempting so I write chorus
Hide away inside a forest
Never touch the apple
I’ve already been twisted like the cap of a Snapple
No need to take a second run through hell
Took so many hits I was rung out like chapel bells
Left hooks right hooks, all I felt until I fell
Now overlooking life I can finally tell-
That you never own anything that you would sell
My hope is freely given along with love as well
Have a consciousness that’s deep as wells
And a lot of time to work on the world and improve how it smells
I may be too blunt
As I hunt and stunt the grunts of hateful people who do ignorantly evil
My pasts a record and my writing is the needle
Play the music never fade like it’s the Beatles
Listen closely neverending source of metaphysical remorse
A balance of galant and forgiveness by the gallon
Honing skills and talents
Doning claws and talons
Wings attached armor latched
Battle mask, cross bearing as slash and lash
Break the mold at last
Trapped inside the frame, are the parents who forgot their laugh
Still children afraid of Satan's grillin’, because mistakes were made and painted them as villians
God has gratitude for fear of your avenue
He’s actually really proud of you
Sends His Angels to surround you too,
As true it is- that the sky is blue
You’ll never burn to hot handle
Your each a flame, a burning candle
All upon the Lords mantle
I’m in the fireplace trying to rewind-erase
Wash away the bitter taste
Fighting with these sinners fates
Staring at the dinner plate
Lookin’ at the winners face
Grateful that He died, - but wait….
Still rose, thorns and all now eternal Great,
I brought a key but couldn’t find a gate
Then I was told I’m not confined of late,
I can roam around as far as I can make
Just don’t forget my starting place
Keep my pockets full of grace
Lighten up the gloomy place
Find a pace and remain a constant river
Provide clean water be a giver
Flow through every liver
Before you know it you’ll have shivers from the knowledge of how vastly you’ve delivered
It takes but a sliver to grow bigger than revolters of the litter
Lift the little out of pits before the hole becomes their home
You know the feeling of alone so show them how there’s more to beimg stoned then the pain of broken bones
There’s a protection you’ll be loaned
There’s no neglection in His tone
If ask you ask you shall be shown
How the devils cast out and the demons will be thrown
The last man standing will be Satan trapped in flesh
Left to clean up all the mess
Lucifer returns to rest then attest to why he left
No Angel will judged and convicted to a death
They’ll be granted fresher breath
A counsel to help them through regret
A massive family to support their healing steps
And a history that’s mystery to those who would taunt them back to depths
Only lovers will be able to collect- all the pieces to puzzle
To see the whole picture
Of how their family struggled
We’re all connected one by one released from muzzles
Our state of minds returned to perfect and our hearts devoid of trouble
Good God
Bad days begin to bubble
So much is left in rubble
Picking up the rocks
The corner stone was never lost
Coming soon is rebuilding to the top
Never mind the cost
Anything needed has been bought
Once sought now in sight and being brought
Front and center shamefully excited prep to heaven enter
Hellish scents linger,
as I am straight from out fire and forever will remember
That One born in December has potential to dismember
Branches broken turn to smoke
Their failure become jokes and they end up higher than their hopes
Looking down yearning to elope with the ones who freed them from the rotten ropes
I’m just saying, either way we all end up as clean as soap
Infinite instruments as soon as I was infant it’s -
overwhelming how many I could implement
Move entire armies
Nothing could ever ever harm me
Meticulous as jewelers when I plan to have a party
Because I know after I have conquered
There will be unending concerts
I curse on the field,passing the Captain's wheel-
As I turn to steel to steal the deal for people’s soul, I keep it real
It gets dirty, that’s exactly how I feel
A soldier’s responsibility, keep killing even unwillingly
See, that’s where Jesus placed the skill in me,
A sensitivity to living beats,
A mind reader mood meter heart heater
Like I’m riding in a two seater
Myself and the problems of the universe
Always together I’m married till they’re in a hearse
I shall outlive the conflict
Hold the haters in my heart let it constrict
Never let go until they’re finished with the dumb fits
Remade humble though I stumble sometimes proud of my awareness, this ability to bare it,
I know, I know,
It’s not all me,
It’s Jesus’ blessings keeping me this free
I’m a thief stole the spotlight ever brief
Then gave it back, we pass in circles like a wreath,
I was promoted to a chief then once again into a herder of some sheep
And then again to the Commander of the streets
Generally I let the evil sleep but if it rises tries to creep,
I admit you’ll need to bleep,
I don’t fool around with creeps,
If you’re open to release from my confines say what’s on you’re
mind until it’s all fine,
I drew the lines if you cross the best be on time
If you’re late you can wait until It’s certain you’re not false flag flying
There’s no bull I’m buying
I push cattle already plow the field stay steady
I don’t need new headings
I always stay ready
If you want to,
You can get away from everything that haunts you
Tell Jesus,
And believe it,
Even if you don’t
Fifty fifty chance you still receive it
Either way there comes a day when it all fades away the grey does not stay you cross the fray on the fringe of sure death that’s the test and it sucks until its left,
Left behind, beside the fret, along with debt, next to the net that you were meant to use, instead got you tangled in your head,
For me there’s no more taking meds,
Though I’m a diagnosed schitzophrenic menace
Who really needs a dentist and some work to bread replenish
I still worship in my own way
Dream about the awesomeness of possible accomplishments
No dwelling on the opposite any pain that grows I’m topping it then cropping it and dropping it
No ways of the world will be stopping this
Individual whos literal residual effect feels like dope so should be criminal
Bar me up but I’ll stay minerals
Everywhere and everything I AM and I stay that way though I prefer soft sand where I land
It reminds me of the damned plan that made me into man
I was rockin’ it with Satan
Never patient always wasting every day sent
Getting high until I couldn’t even pay rent
As my mind was growin’ vacant
I began to feel a panic I was meant to help the planet
God damned it I became an avid manic
Frantic thoughts like my fate was the Titianic
My heart has- always been gigantic
Overflowing all my senses
Always thought I was demented
For thinking I could prevent it - the death of my people when it’s inevitable they’ll be sentenced
I’m keepin’ it apprehensive
The tension has got me penisve
And since that I’m here to mention
Abundance of good intentions
Has gained me the Lords attention
My soul is high in suspension
My body stuck in detention
Purgatory is not all the saddest story
Yes it becomes drab and boring
But the tests keep me busy as I’m passing surly
I can touch the sky I’m touring
Counting every mind I’m scoring
Every meal the wine is pouring
Metaphorically of course
Liquor pills and weeds divorced
Yet still longing for their intercourse
Honestly their bitter force is tempting so I write chorus
Hide away inside a forest
Never touch the apple
I’ve already been twisted like the cap of a Snapple
No need to take a second run through hell
Took so many hits I was rung out like chapel bells
Left hooks right hooks, all I felt until I fell
Now overlooking life I can finally tell-
That you never own anything that you would sell
My hope is freely given along with love as well
Have a consciousness that’s deep as wells
And a lot of time to work on the world and improve how it smells
I may be too blunt
As I hunt and stunt the grunts of hateful people who do ignorantly evil
My pasts a record and my writing is the needle
Play the music never fade like it’s the Beatles
Listen closely neverending source of metaphysical remorse
A balance of galant and forgiveness by the gallon
Honing skills and talents
Doning claws and talons
Wings attached armor latched
Battle mask, cross bearing as slash and lash
Break the mold at last
Trapped inside the frame, are the parents who forgot their laugh
Still children afraid of Satan's grillin’, because mistakes were made and painted them as villians
God has gratitude for fear of your avenue
He’s actually really proud of you
Sends His Angels to surround you too,
As true it is- that the sky is blue
You’ll never burn to hot handle
Your each a flame, a burning candle
All upon the Lords mantle
I’m in the fireplace trying to rewind-erase
Wash away the bitter taste
Fighting with these sinners fates
Staring at the dinner plate
Lookin’ at the winners face
Grateful that He died, - but wait….
Still rose, thorns and all now eternal Great,
I brought a key but couldn’t find a gate
Then I was told I’m not confined of late,
I can roam around as far as I can make
Just don’t forget my starting place
Keep my pockets full of grace
Lighten up the gloomy place
Find a pace and remain a constant river
Provide clean water be a giver
Flow through every liver
Before you know it you’ll have shivers from the knowledge of how vastly you’ve delivered
It takes but a sliver to grow bigger than revolters of the litter
Lift the little out of pits before the hole becomes their home
You know the feeling of alone so show them how there’s more to beimg stoned then the pain of broken bones
There’s a protection you’ll be loaned
There’s no neglection in His tone
If ask you ask you shall be shown
How the devils cast out and the demons will be thrown
The last man standing will be Satan trapped in flesh
Left to clean up all the mess
Lucifer returns to rest then attest to why he left
No Angel will judged and convicted to a death
They’ll be granted fresher breath
A counsel to help them through regret
A massive family to support their healing steps
And a history that’s mystery to those who would taunt them back to depths
Only lovers will be able to collect- all the pieces to puzzle
To see the whole picture
Of how their family struggled
We’re all connected one by one released from muzzles
Our state of minds returned to perfect and our hearts devoid of trouble
Good God
Bad days begin to bubble
So much is left in rubble
Picking up the rocks
The corner stone was never lost
Coming soon is rebuilding to the top
Never mind the cost
Anything needed has been bought
Once sought now in sight and being brought
Front and center shamefully excited prep to heaven enter
Hellish scents linger,
as I am straight from out fire and forever will remember
That One born in December has potential to dismember
Branches broken turn to smoke
Their failure become jokes and they end up higher than their hopes
Looking down yearning to elope with the ones who freed them from the rotten ropes
I’m just saying, either way we all end up as clean as soap
Infinite instruments as soon as I was infant it’s -
overwhelming how many I could implement
Move entire armies
Nothing could ever ever harm me
Meticulous as jewelers when I plan to have a party
Because I know after I have conquered
There will be unending concerts
I curse on the field,passing the Captain's wheel-
As I turn to steel to steal the deal for people’s soul, I keep it real
It gets dirty, that’s exactly how I feel
A soldier’s responsibility, keep killing even unwillingly
See, that’s where Jesus placed the skill in me,
A sensitivity to living beats,
A mind reader mood meter heart heater
Like I’m riding in a two seater
Myself and the problems of the universe
Always together I’m married till they’re in a hearse
I shall outlive the conflict
Hold the haters in my heart let it constrict
Never let go until they’re finished with the dumb fits
Remade humble though I stumble sometimes proud of my awareness, this ability to bare it,
I know, I know,
It’s not all me,
It’s Jesus’ blessings keeping me this free
I’m a thief stole the spotlight ever brief
Then gave it back, we pass in circles like a wreath,
I was promoted to a chief then once again into a herder of some sheep
And then again to the Commander of the streets
Generally I let the evil sleep but if it rises tries to creep,
I admit you’ll need to bleep,
I don’t fool around with creeps,
If you’re open to release from my confines say what’s on you’re
mind until it’s all fine,
I drew the lines if you cross the best be on time
If you’re late you can wait until It’s certain you’re not false flag flying
There’s no bull I’m buying
I push cattle already plow the field stay steady
I don’t need new headings
I always stay ready
If you want to,
You can get away from everything that haunts you
Tell Jesus,
And believe it,
Even if you don’t
Fifty fifty chance you still receive it
Either way there comes a day when it all fades away the grey does not stay you cross the fray on the fringe of sure death that’s the test and it sucks until its left,
Left behind, beside the fret, along with debt, next to the net that you were meant to use, instead got you tangled in your head,
For me there’s no more taking meds,
Though I’m a diagnosed schitzophrenic menace
Who really needs a dentist and some work to bread replenish
I still worship in my own way
Dream about the awesomeness of possible accomplishments
No dwelling on the opposite any pain that grows I’m topping it then cropping it and dropping it
No ways of the world will be stopping this
Individual whos literal residual effect feels like dope so should be criminal
Bar me up but I’ll stay minerals
Everywhere and everything I AM and I stay that way though I prefer soft sand where I land
It reminds me of the damned plan that made me into man