Keith Dovoric Poet Lyric

The Heat

People like the Lord are watching you 
The men who follow Jesus cared
You're constantly on an audition 
And everyone you ever knew
Will eventually be there 

It's hard to live under scrutiny
Or dissected under judging eyes 
You can see why the people cry mutiny
While enjoying the safety
Of being paralyzed 

How am I supposed to keep moving
With all this heat following me?

I been chained to radiators
By molls who said they were mine
They all said they'd meet me later
And we'd run away to the land
Of sweet grapevines 

Ya gotta be wary they tell you
'cause they're workin' both sides of the mirror
Under the hot spot of seduction,
Your contrived confession 
Comes crystal-clear

How am I supposed to keep movingHn 
With all this heat following me?

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