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Aug 2018
To old for tricks
No patience for lies
Over this **** your stuck on
A past you can't move past from
Been awhile since you been worth your weight
From 36 to 28's
Almost able to fit in the tube
you try to hide
Look at you like I'm confused
Go ahead paint your face
When you talk all I can do is count along
One lie, two lies , three lies
Your mouth is the car
Your words are the clowns
A bad joke , Yesterday's news
Like the milk that gets stuck in the back
Forgotten now rotten getting tossed out
Close the curtain
Your act is played out
Doing the same thing today you did in eighty nine
Saying the same lies with the same lines
Twenty plus years and still you wonder why nobody puts their hand out
Ain't nobody got time for that ****
And **** sure nobody buying your ****
Clean yourself once more with blood Jesus shed
Sing one more Christian hymn as you post a quote that supposedly Jesus said
Just to go back to the same ol when that hour ends
Being your my friend I'll pray for God to be a blind man
Cause if he sees the sins you do you'll never get in
Maybe with every hit you let the flame heat your skin
Have yourself use to the fire that awaits you in hell
You could be the first to defeat the devil
Fire can't burn feces
So I guess being full of ******* benefits you
But as far as we go
I'm calling this the end
Bob
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Bob  Florida
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