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Preach To Someone Else
Hallelujah! Praise the lord! all the things that make me snore... God welcomes you! His house is yours! Then why do you count the heads aboard? Pray with us now! You shall be free! So why close the doors so hurriedly? Those who were sinners, come and take rest! Those who keep giving, god gives his bless! So if I was a sinner and just confess, everything will be reset, and I could just regress And if I am self giving, why should I care, if others would welcome me with their own fares All are welcomed in the house of the lord! All are loved in the house that is yours! Now wait just a minute, did I hear right? Did you say ALL are welcomed and loved by this might? Then why preaching man, is your daughter not here? Is it because she kissed another girl and that gave you a fear. Fear that the onlookers would say my lord she is gay! Dear preacher man how could you have let her stray! And what about the little black boy that got shot in the head, has any one prayed for him here since he's been dead. But the man that use to do heroin, comes in here everyday, but he doesn't know how others whisper he'll never be okay. Everyplace has it hypocrites, but this place has the threshold. I'll believe and pray in my own place and time, just place a rock and sit outside, for that is everywhere and even inside. Preacher man I'm leaving, your wasting my time.
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