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HOUSE OF PAIN

I am saddened by the world today.
Hypocrisy stands in the way.

No wonder Jesus said get out!
Tossing tables all about!

This is a place where we should pray.
Not show off our ride in the driveway.

What's up with gossip disguised as prayer?
I'm scared to death to go back in there!

Still, I know I should just turn my head.
If not For God I would be dead.

I am justifying my own fear.
I know the truth, and hold it dear.

I sang the songs up in the choir.
I closed my eyes to fears desire.

I can do the same now that I'm grown.
A humble tear down my cheekbone.

Lord, help me make it to the door.
Plant my knees against the floor.

From now until the final end.
This House of Pain I must attend.

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