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got
cheeks
when
he's
wrestling
I
wanna
keep
my
confessions
so
I
keep
throwing
guesses
at
Him
like
suggestions
don't
spar
him
pressin'
on
me
Here's
a
lesson
tryin'
to
be
where
my
best
is
and
I
Keep
throwing
lefties
'til
my
right's
all
right
Where
I
left
him
out
of
reach
of
the
people
out
to
get
him
Don't
do
handouts;
no
I
hand
out
concessions
Sayin'
"I
ain't
got
nothin'
but
my
hands.
Clutch
my
treasure."
A
measure
of
a
man
is
kindness
Why
do
I
preach
to
the
choir
and
whatever
my
kind
is?
My
eyes
are
on
the
other
side
of
minus
If
my
lifestyle
tapes
from
the
other
side,
I'm
fine
with
Threats
to
my
climate
hang
in
the
air
like
promise
I
wanna
be
seas
need
a
planet
to
rise
with
my
Feet
on
the
bodies;
these
streets
are
overlined
And
from
anyone
the
chosen
one
can
Rise
For
the
broke
and
way
we
fight
today
And
the
fires
burning
bright
as
flames
There's
a
balm
in
Gilead
There's
a
balm
in
Gilead
I
was
never
one
to
wanna
throw
away
the
laws
More
the
one
to
wanna
floor
debate
the
flaws
Offer
up
amendments
and
coordinate
the
cause
And
keep
the
faith
a
let
the
Lord
escape
the
cross
Dear
Gods,
Please
protect
me
from
those
who
take
you
literally
Pause,
bless
each
emotion
that
contols
me
Please
forgive
me
for
every
time
I
didn't
really
Reflect
peace
Or
at
least
provide
a
bitter
release
To
those
literally
burned
by
your
followers
Workin'
for
Haliburton
or
totin'
Excaliburs
Some
of
them
know
all
the
words
but
unaware
of
the
Honorarium
from
Livin'
on
a
Prayer
Sincerely
John
and
Brer,
we
deliver
high
(with
no
cannibus)
P.S.
we
try
to
stay
humble
but
we
hope
that
you're
a
fan
of
us
If
not
we
can
adjust.
P.P.S.
My
God,
why
have
you
abandoned
us?
For
the
broke
and
way
we
fight
today
And
the
fires
burning
bright
as
flames
There's
a
balm
in
Gilead
There's
a
balm
in
Gilead
I'm
trying
to
walk
the
path
of
an
ancient
hemophiliac
Basilisk
lizard
while
I'm
standing
on
a
lilypad
Retelling
stories
that
are
older
than
the
Ilead
There
is
a
balm,
there
is
a
balm
in
Gilead
We
but
the
balms
in
the
side
and
the
side
to
heal
Put
the
balm
inside,
inside
reveal
? Ring
hollow
like
a
Glockenspiel
Time
for
what
might
not
be
real
So
whatever
your
tradition,
never
stop
wrestling
With
precedent
and
privilege,
never
stop
wrestling
With
flags
and
divinity,
never
stop
wrestling
With
love
for
your
enemies,
never
stop
wrestling
With
faith
and
community,
never
stop
wrestling
With
every
god
you
worship,
never
stop
wrestling
Tryin'
to
be
perfect
but
love
who
you
are
To
divine
your
true
prupose
For
the
broke
and
way
we
fight
today
And
the
fires
burning
bright
as
flames
There's
a
balm
in
Gilead
There's
a
balm
in
Gilead
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