Dirt for Abraham

Stand up Better say your prayers Better pack your gun Cause I'm bringing heat like the sun I'm going to sit you down in your six feet seat I hope you can see your not worth the dirt I'm going to bury you in Everything you think you've seen well that's your fault Go a head and drink another glass of your piss But don't you know that the faces in the smoke they are not real? No, they aren't after you You've become the fool You've become their fool but your not worth the dirt you're already buried in Stand up Better say your prayers Better pack your gun Cause I'm firing down like the sun I'm going to sit you down in your six feet seat I hope it's comfortable your not worth the dirt I'm going to bury you in Everything you think you've seen well that's your fault Go a head and drink another glass of your piss But don't you know that the faces in the smoke they are not real? No, they are not real Hows that make you feel? Hows that make you feel? That your not worth the dirt you're buried in

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