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Apr 2017
I woke up this mornin
I swear I died
Well I died this mornin
My eyes opened up wide
And I saw God
And I saw that none of us are perfect.
....
You get away from me you God
Yer hangin around is makin me nervous

As loud as a church bell I heard it
Everyone in this life is wrong.
There's nothin good
There no purpose.
...
Well stay up out my business you God
I known that since the day I was born
...
And ever since that day
I been beaten down and worn
Yer in a strange Land you God
Yer tongue is strange and foreign.
...
Between the trees
the leaves walkin with the wind
Don't talk about those trees no more
Written by
mike
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