Present-Day Judas
Can't trust him
He betrayed me
He laid me
Under the fire
Yeaa, he burned me
If I was a Roman I'd call him Brutus
But since I'm catholic, lets call him Judas
Trusted judas once, trusted him twice
After the third time, realized I was tooo nice
But I was finished, fed up, was done
So I prayed in the name of the spirit, father and son
That I remain calm, forget and forgive
My prayers were answered, but I no longer live
Of course judas was the cause of death
His literal stab in my back
Caused me to breathe my last breath
But I have no regrets, because now I know
My soul has risen above, where his will sink below
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