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Resting your eyes after a prayer thinking your safe, like your sponsored by Trojan.
All mighty power fills your hands, ready to lift, no matter the weight of the burden.
Helium filled rubber, thirsty for that weightless flight every night, take flight.
Reality brings me down slower than the Titanic sinking, nights filled with copious drinking.
See, I’ve really been thinking, if your lucky life will bless you every morning with repetition.
Open your eyes, look in the mirror, go to work, thank god you made it back, but is there really a meaning?
Silent we sit, not asking questions, but if your like me were silently dreaming.
My soul steady screaming, asking for reason, begging for a blessing.
Constantly falling, constantly stressing, reading the books, not understanding the lesson.
Preacher made me believe God is the mineral, so much so I took him sublingual.
Drink this, preach this, teach this, be HIS, go to confession and all shall be forgiven.
10 hail marys, 15 our fathers, and add two more if your really in trouble.
Donate 10 percent of your 0 percent, look up when your down, stay humble.
Tonight ill get on my knees and ask for repetition, and if i wake in the morning, who made that decision?
