Uncle Sam,Anunnaki,Presbytrian
God Said creator of everything create an escape for me from myself from everything that you put here before me. I apologize for the life I've lived. I'm content I wouldn't change none of it. Product of my fears Bred and molded with a chip on my shoulder and aggression that's hard to ease. Then come the drugs The chemicals mixed My mind is already flipped The switch done popped the breaker That fake love has left me on guard. Alcohol is a vice I have to forget I forged that bond and broke the seal I'm just ready to sleep and let go No more insects in the air No more words without a pair. Lips Don't forget to say a prayer The leaves dried, gave up and rolled over. The hounds have smelled and targeted near. The babies have swollen and snotty noses. This new COVID is respiratory and leveled cities. Pray for mercy and Animal Crackers Dont be a menace to religion, state, or the Senate
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