SONG OF SINNERS - Backxwash, Sad13

I fear love, I fear God, I fear only Gods

I fear love, I fear God, I fear so much love

I fear love, I fear God, I fear only Gods

I fear love, I fear God, I fear so much love

I ask my soul forgiveness

Lord has given many chances

I show no commitment

Broken, whittling, cold descriptions

I see Holy Spirits

More ambitious, no magicians

Corpus Christi, old religion

Honor system, lost and timid

And do y’all know guilty?

Pastor told me it is working

God I give my life for life

He keeps showing me it’s hurting

I still feel like it’s for him

He’s so cold and is determined

I see sorrow in his mojo as these poems inkd in cursive

Should I follow till tomorrow

Then mosey down to srvice?

Take a sip of this Ol' Ricin

Mixed with codeine it’d be perfect

I see glory in conversion

I feel morbid as it worsens

I see horror in this person

But he told me there is purpose

Should we open these old verses

Read the story of the Earth?

I am holed up in this church

With these apocalyptic sermons

And I ain’t gon drink the kool-aid

Cause it’s over if it works

But I hate my life I’ll swallow it and gobble it, so perfect

It’s a miracle or hoax

What sits at the back of my throat

And cuts to my soul

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah)

What’s knowable’s unknown

Who gets to the top of the throne?

I’m ready to learn

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah)

Open the door, don’t leave it shut

Toes on the floor, my knees in cuffs

Dragging myself to some help

With my damage of self

And it’s all with the baggage I’ve held

Chords are so sore, I’m screaming fuck

Summon the hoards, pick me up

Devils and Angels will fight for the rest of my soul

Lifeless in wake of the storm

I’ll probably never ever find peace

Give it five weeks for a fine sleep

Hotel room with a wine stink

Blinds creaked, couldn’t find me

Room service through the eye bleed

Who’s person on the ID?

News spreading, suicidey

Was anticipated didn’t think she’d make it

Like, damn

It’s a miracle or hoax

What sits at the back of my throat

And cuts to my soul

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah)

What’s knowable’s unknown

Who gets to the top of the throne?

I’m ready to learn

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah)