still rolled, no mountain fell The sun still rose, the moon as well I was undone, some kind of free The day you sent your spirit to me I ran and looked
and the quiet country towns Working together like spokes inside a wheel They keep this country turning around Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your
I feel like the track was made by Lucifer But my spirit so big, like my lyrics is; a message out to Christopher I'm out in the tropical and you niggas
by Lucifer, But my spirit is so big like my lyrics is a message after Christopher, I feel like the track is made by Lucifer. But my spirit is so big
see you on the beach On your knees Spilling more salt in an Already dead sea Run away with me again Time for us to grow Run away with me again All of
saved You bring me grace You bring me grace Into the heart of me, to every part of me You make an art of me You bring me grace You bring me grace
I A lot of people in my past tried to do me, screw me Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred Like a piece of wood and dem spirits got
your family in front of a firing squad So to feed your kids, I need these bricks 40 tons in total, let me test it, indeed I [sniff] Shit, this is good
me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal to act
Big Gipp] Alot of people in my past tried to do me, screw me Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred Like a piece of wood and dem spirits
with me in nineteen thirteen To Calumet, Michigan in the copper country I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall And the miners are having their big
feeling me rushing up in your country percussion No woman gets struck in the boundaries Wake up if your lunging, I'm something, you're nothing (Release
when those other clowns disappear Taught me how to set the scope, shoot and leave with the deer Man made me drink the blood and showed me life was precious