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Save my life
Don’t do me any favors by telling me you care
Please don’t Patronize me
Subconsciously in my ear
I’m engaged in denial excepting
the fact that we are both immature
not facing any means Reality
And we are closing the windows
and shutting doors
stuck in the system with all the means of knowledge and truth
And still Put our minds in a matrix
Closing all sound reasoning up in a both
At the same time trying to make ppl listen
While I fall short
Meanwhile every step I take is like going to court
Running beside millions for this race for life
Crying I am adulteress, treat me like
like your wife
As other sins unfold
I’m looking for this path
And a kingdom more precious then gold
My heart is heavy while Satan tempts me
With tricks and trades
Calming I’m spiritual while Jehovah fades
Looking around for a life jacket or float
As if I could cover up my sins
I so repeatedly do again and again
So I run
And every face I turn to is the barrow of a gun
A deceitful grin, with all envy and lies
I’m still running and behind you I hide
My lover, my friend, my life
Hurry up please and make me your wife
I can’t no longer pretend to be
all the things you pretend to see
My conscious beats at my entire soul
Living in sin is always unfold
My lover, my friend, your wife
Not even you can save my life.
Please don’t Patronize me
Subconsciously in my ear
I’m engaged in denial excepting
the fact that we are both immature
not facing any means Reality
And we are closing the windows
and shutting doors
stuck in the system with all the means of knowledge and truth
And still Put our minds in a matrix
Closing all sound reasoning up in a both
At the same time trying to make ppl listen
While I fall short
Meanwhile every step I take is like going to court
Running beside millions for this race for life
Crying I am adulteress, treat me like
like your wife
As other sins unfold
I’m looking for this path
And a kingdom more precious then gold
My heart is heavy while Satan tempts me
With tricks and trades
Calming I’m spiritual while Jehovah fades
Looking around for a life jacket or float
As if I could cover up my sins
I so repeatedly do again and again
So I run
And every face I turn to is the barrow of a gun
A deceitful grin, with all envy and lies
I’m still running and behind you I hide
My lover, my friend, my life
Hurry up please and make me your wife
I can’t no longer pretend to be
all the things you pretend to see
My conscious beats at my entire soul
Living in sin is always unfold
My lover, my friend, your wife
Not even you can save my life.
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