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As a child growing up I used to fiend for affection
Honestly I didn't know that what I need was direction
Kindness and love minus all the greed

a child to take the burden of every choice he makes on his back
Jesus took lashings, I got whooped in the ass
Matter of fact, I got verbally blasted

knees, why don't cha babe

Oh, no 
All we ever are is fly-by-night-night
Oh, child 
Everything you wanted now it's coming 

Fuck up my life, why don't cha

of nothing
I was born for this
Time keeps going by fast these days
We're just having fun doing things our own way
I don't want commitment, I will get lost

the influence I would have
I even knew how I would die
But then I forgot
I've spent my entire life trying to remember this
Relearning who I am
Told by my society,

to leave cuz it's too slow

Talking down bad
I lost it all
And got left by the hoes
So when I'm up and I start flexing
Can't get shit to letchu know

His peace to us
In the body of the Christmas child?
In a barn, to poor parents
He was born to be a refugee
Always an outsider
To the world he came

worst
And he is searching everywhere

Child, when your heart gets broken
Child, when your heart gets stolen by
Thieves in the valley covered up in lies

I'm choking on my own pride
It's just too much to swallow
Am I not meant to find this life
Only child's imposter syndrome
I'm nonchalant

Your distance
Is anew today
Your intention fueled by fear
We use each other grandly my love
But I have another gear
I found this book on caring
For

Little child has come to place that's owned by a little bird
The child has come to play and to calm the inner pain
Stars full of meadows shine on you

feature, another attribute
Need you to be here, need your number
Tired of child's play, not on the snap
Need to rebuke my thoughts that i had once before

The Only Thing Left
words and music by Wes Hamil

The good hearts get broken along with the bad
The happiness don't always equal the sad
Your trials

in a huddle at the station
Round a lost child crying for its mother and attention
And the rain pours down but I'm wishing I was home again
I got myself

to prison so I can drop the soap

Sentence me to death by lethal injection
Stick it inside me like the child with my erection

Stick me in the chair give me

Silver stripes the color of a tear
As sharp as cold
Tell the horror story of a curse
Of a genderqueer 15-year-old

Of a child drowning underneath a
River

of finacial gain
We are bozos, bozos cry
We are bozos, bozos cry
We are stuck in this tragic loop making life pass us by
No living child should have to learn

forgive them they don't know what they've done

The tomb lay empty Jesus body wasn't there
The graves been conquered by a god who really cares
Now when He

She cannot tell me what is real; her touch is one of coldest steel

Once upon a time she used to take me by the hand
A kiss upon a child's cheek
Secure

Smooth white silicone faces
Open all your ears, hear their music
Throw you from your throne
Tag her by her toe
And be the one to take it

My body

whole time
I feel the nerves are pulling punches one by one
And my father's hourglass is bulging in its frame
And I swear the other day a child stared

The Himalayas, the Gobi sands
And many thousand five year plans
An ancient proverb, a birthday bun
Feng Shui exported by the ton

So obvious indeed

hooky
Resentment in my heart cause I prayed and felt you over looked me
But I think I understand now
Faith with out works is nothing but a man child

Pure illusions in your eyes
Colors mixing by your side
Can you feel everything's deep
In your mind it look so creap

What can you see
In