I've lost the ability to shed tears
Some might think that im insane
Or call me cold-blooded
Cuz I dont feel their pain
And yet others think that ive been granted
A higher gift of understanding
Just because i talk to trees
And hear God's voice on the breeze
It maddens me to think
That some people think that i need a shrink
So that he can label me legally insane
And lock me up and throw the key away
So people are saft in the day
In the night they shall see
Why it is they're afraid of me
In me they see the voice
Of the Holy Ghost
Telling them of their evil ways
And begging them with God to stay
Screaming for the drop of their pagan god
The green bills in their purse
But when they wake and
Think of me
They'll forget what was in their dreams
Until another day
When another God's messagers are locked away
 
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