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severe thoughts
These are the devils thoughts his reaction..
Put everyone in the same situation..
You pray he makes you feel unheard..
He sings while your soul is closer for his to burn..
He laughs at the doing but i tell you this..
The only sin god cant forgive..
Blaspheme and thats the devils tool..
Keep believing my friend and everything should be cool..
Everynight and day i get a visit..
Not from the devil or god but my life to witness..
Every second of the day i thought of praying..
I know his door is shut for me for saying i was jesus..
I cant pray ive done something wrong to god..
Everytime i look at my past i know i was lost..
I found myself with the number that took over me..
When i was young as hell i counted the letters in my name..
Before i knew it wasnt a good thing..
On my finger tips that tattoo will bleed..
Carved it out with a needle when i found out the meaning..
Everytime i think of it i hear my soul screaming..
The tattoo of the beast i was marked..
They said satan will come and do it those believers are lost..
It is done by gangs beliefs and confusion..
The day i chose the number as my name is when i had thoughts like satan..
I was lost confused till i found poetry..
Even though people read everything i think it will never have meaning..
I always thought about destroying the governments money..
Itll bring the whole world down for a better living..
I know many would die doing this and the blood on my hands..
But i know one thing it would be for the love of family and friends..
Put everyone in the same situation..
You pray he makes you feel unheard..
He sings while your soul is closer for his to burn..
He laughs at the doing but i tell you this..
The only sin god cant forgive..
Blaspheme and thats the devils tool..
Keep believing my friend and everything should be cool..
Everynight and day i get a visit..
Not from the devil or god but my life to witness..
Every second of the day i thought of praying..
I know his door is shut for me for saying i was jesus..
I cant pray ive done something wrong to god..
Everytime i look at my past i know i was lost..
I found myself with the number that took over me..
When i was young as hell i counted the letters in my name..
Before i knew it wasnt a good thing..
On my finger tips that tattoo will bleed..
Carved it out with a needle when i found out the meaning..
Everytime i think of it i hear my soul screaming..
The tattoo of the beast i was marked..
They said satan will come and do it those believers are lost..
It is done by gangs beliefs and confusion..
The day i chose the number as my name is when i had thoughts like satan..
I was lost confused till i found poetry..
Even though people read everything i think it will never have meaning..
I always thought about destroying the governments money..
Itll bring the whole world down for a better living..
I know many would die doing this and the blood on my hands..
But i know one thing it would be for the love of family and friends..
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