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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I must have messed up What am I doing here, and Where am I going Set up at the IHOP The soldiers got their throws and swords Defeated in distant land,... Pulled back and let go I'm the rock pulled back under pressure Hold me here, hold me here, hold me here... Until I fly To the giant of my youth And put a hole in his head Dying from his castle... Bits and pieces, guitar strings Shut it down, watch it fall My hairs messed up and I'm a little different A new person not a God The raw rage and this truth Light and fire quivered in A blast, execute, ...and here's the truth Giant stone topple topple soon to fall Shattering shutter stutter f-a-l-l Praise the eternal reign, the Father; Jesus Christ; and the Holy Spirit. |
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