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The stringent counter measure's
That is risk that we take
Are hardly worth the risk
That's the risk that we take
It's all a big mistake
For Heavnen Sake
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To wheel the final dispensation'
And the fruitfulness'
That which we beseech
Is a solitary sign of weakenss
That we see everyday
So, listen to what ye preach
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To beseech the Lord' as we pray
And to protect our own proclivities'
To be careful what we say
   Not to keep us in the dark
What ever come's our way
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To keep us on our knees
It is such a bitter disease'
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That deep dark bitterness
That we fall threw in part
Come's from this thing
That we call the Human Heart
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Now, their is no such much
Such as the thing of an easy start
      Or some-one else
Whom can take your place
          Who can tell us apart
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Boy, such a Back Slider
In order that we may serve
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To protect our own power
   The power that be
To rest on our only laurel's
   Trying to circumvent'
         Any abnormity
Eternality or reality
Or what-ever
The case may be
It surely get's on my
Nerve's

                GF

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Just doing my part to tell the world off.... I am in a bad mood!

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