We are a shoe
A lace of one that turns into 2
Like a seed that grew
When rain comes the water turns into dew
But sun light can dry it
But how can we dry if we are full of darkness
Like we make each other targets
Then we get into an argument
And we made each other self-conscious
Our love is godless
Very obnoxious
It makes me noxious
But what about the prophets
That's supposed to make us spotless
I guess when there's darkness
They get locked in a closet
Making us gossip
Whispering in the quadrants
Praying in closed departments
sitting on carpets
If the devil wears designer
I guess i shouldn't line up
because i am going to corrupt
If you don't come up
Then i'm left in the dust