Walking down the street
Angry voice, you have no choice
But to listen to me
My own ideas, but why
So that you can control me
While you sit down, and i get by
With intelligent ideas
Ideas that aren't so heavenly divine
But when you talk to me
See into my eyes and mind
People can finally see
What i believe, and agree
Sit down with me, and listen
Then watch me slowly glisten
Because I never once listen to him
Never once, heard him
Never once, let him love me
And I may regret it
But I do not care anymore
Cause you see God and I
Have no relationship
 
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