Why Don'T You Let Me In
Always something God
You always come up with something
When are you going to ever stop?
I can’t get you
And I don’t understand you
Seems like you always have something up your sleeve
I don’t know what that is
But in the mean time I am puzzling
And I hate it
Are you that bored God?
How do you think of all that?
You sure are a web weaver
You tangle this and you spin that
All from your incredible Hand
Wish you let me in
So I can see how you are doing
Maybe I can help
Lol
No chance you said
Okay God all yours
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