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Sanctuary III

My throat feels scratchy I'm irritable and edgy Coming down with the flu Trying to go for success I'm still pending Reaching out to you oh Lord Please don't make your ears too heavy I'm ready to repent as my levy I'm turning down the intensity I need to proceed with caution Too much chaos surrounding me I need an exorcist You're thinking poltergeist I'm thinking of the mother of all heists I'm disenfranchised Officials turned on me too many times Situations is becoming desperate I'm desolate I don't care about a wish list It is going to be a bitter Christmas Santa changed course He is due south Asparagus is stuck in my mouth Isn't it ironic Every new job I get I had to have my tooth extract No wonder I get this toothless aggression I can't think straight Every time I open up my mouth You’ll see there is no more wisdom teeth It is a clean slate But I am keen to participate On getting a break A break into reality Of a broken home I might predict a bright future Like Notre Dome Without the hunchback No matter how I lack I'm always able to bounce back Like a volleyball I’ve been beat fallen I'm velocity and all Crazy summer saying Where is the one I recognise But I won't cry for yesterday Somehow I’ll learn to survive

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