Lilcrumbz - Visitation Rights

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[Verse 1] Dear God I look into a blank existence, a bleak persistence but with a positive outlook slowly fading into obscurity and inconsistency Conscious decisions, a man faltering to faith I am, and when I see my faltered faith alter something I tend to build a mental dam I’ve taken your holy name in vain and have most certainly displayed action that aren’t okay But why must I delay my own bliss when heaven hath not displayed itself to me I wrote song called Empty Sky could this and that be why saint Peter might have me denied Fear can be seen so deeply in my eyes I have cried in my fathers arms, cause I couldn’t bare to bare the sorrow of someone or my own untimely demise So it’s evident I fear and cry but why When you are supposedly there to catch us when we die Regardless of how devout I’m searching for an out Not in mortality just in mentality stuck in this insanity An antichrist a constant price, a hike in fight Everyone dies, all because one man made a mistake How is that fair, tell me where is that care for us to punish for eternity Just because someone in your image made a mistake before we were even meant to be Amen [Chorus] A man — how bland We take upon this land The aces up ourselves are grand But our fingers mist like sand So in the kingdom in the sky In the fire questions why Oh why Oh why Oh why Oh why [Verse 2] Dear God In this midst of the night My hands clasped together Oh how the great irony It confides in me I'm praying there is a God I say goodbye and hello Why, why Anger festers in my fist Lay them into the drywall Put on a strong persona How odd The scythe seems to slow It never even matters, its all gone But you, you, you're there right To right our wrongs But wrongs seem to write themselves And the bible didn’t write itself And these songs never write themselves A seriatim of cynicism we have created You flooded the earth and in doing so flooded my thoughts I was ignorant, please believe me god But virtuous we must be deemed by the omniscient entity responsible for a mass extinct This isn’t some gotcha Just a little hypocritical if i can be so critical Cause the critical failure of ideas is quite the pinnacle of a cynical cycle I’m sorry for my sinful, and furthermore for blasphemous days In Jesus name i pray Amen [Chorus] A man — how bland We take upon this land The aces up ourselves are grand But our fingers mist like sand So in the kingdom in the sky In the fire questions why Oh why Oh why Oh why Oh why [Verse 3] Dear myself Please forgive me for I have sinned I am no god amongst men Regrettably I have made many mistakes in my past… Present… And most importantly in my future But where does that lie Does it lie in lies… [Outro] Sincerely, yours truly Lilcrumbz, aka Anthony
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