God
I'm praying and trying
but the bright lights are blinding
I thought i was flying
but instead i am falling
I'm Dying
With a soul full of hatred
and a heart full of crime
I've been living in sin
all of my life
instead of repenting
I was Lying
To you
I tried so many times
not to cross lines
but i seem to find
Hate and Vegeance
are so devine
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