Lady Killer
Embrace the hurt of denial,
Wear the face of notredam,
Hunchback and face that,
Only religion can calm,
Ugly has its benefit and I share that inside,
Might as well run around pants down,
No pride,
The mark of jesus comes with slaves robes,
Humble your look or lose a soul.
Now that I have faced the ways of man,
It's standards I want to keep and,
Woah nature moves with me,
Did you see that?
No.... You didn't.
Because my name and our eyes have been given.
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