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you tell me every Monday
where you want me to go on Sunday
I tell you maybe one day
to me it is not a fun day
I have nothing against what you… do
if it’s true I’ll see it one day with you
until then it's better to sin
then to pretend that
you're listening
not receiving…lacking
the outcome of
what you are believing
it's not a good look
it's deceiving…too many
your little light is
barely beaming
from all the shouting and all
that "SCREAMING"
the blinding
shimmering
of the pastors
"BLING" "BLING"
Lord save me from what I'm thinking
it smells like someone’s been "DRINKING"
the communion wine
from the devils cup
still I don’t “you know what"
I try not to cuss too much
consume it feel your gut
see you later
in the cut
worst can come to worst
I do respect the verse
you will not see me
sitting in pews drinking the juice
burn me up and sprinkle me
in the dirt coz then it won't hurt
