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Dont follow me down

I went to a graveyard And spoke about Jesus For 42 years I didn't do nothing Just hung around Headstones and slept with my boots on Walked the earth shoeless And kissed the sun weeping Called out for someone But everyone was sleeping Don’t follow me, now, I'm on my way down. For 42 years I wore other people's faces I've killed in my dreams And ran through a desert There once was a man But now it's a shadow There used to be a mountain But now there's a valley I've spat at the moon and Thrown out my cup Been on a call to Jesus But he just hung up Held out both hands And felt nothing but silence Opened my temples And in poured the violence Don’t follow me, now, My time is over. I've seen angels and demons And demons are winning Existed in prison With kids that are broken Tried closing some doors But there's too many open Seen a good child Alone in a rainbow Surrounded a clock But it's arms were too heavy Went into the gutter And saw myself bleeding Kissed a soul twice But the third is still pleading Seen all the world But not seen within once Don't follow me, now, The end is upon me. Don’t follow me, now, My time is over.

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