Feeling It

Your feeling it
Let it flow

Don’t think about it
Let it go

Keep it simple and true
Don’t complicate it

Or pick at scabs
Let the healing begin on the tip of my pen

I’m feeling it it feels so good
Like my soul has taken a shower

My armpit smells like basketball
But my iron is hot

Like a blacksmith
Pounding em out

Soul on metal feels real good
Every nerve dances and pulsates

Tingles down my legs
I can’t carry a tune
But I can create one

Sing it from the gut
Sounds pretty good

Want to be on the streaming
Sharing my twisted gospel

As satan and his choir
Try to rise above
And ruin my song