need To rule a soul eternally Adjusting to another set Of values take it's toll Growing in a lunacy That plays on your stupidity Circle of beliefs,
needs To rule a soul eternally Adjusting to another set Of values takes it's toll Growing in a lunacy That plays on your stupidity Circle of beliefs
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s needs To rule a soul eternally Adjusting to another set Of values takes it's toll Growing in a lunacy That plays on your stupidity Circle of beliefs
I'm on my path Let me go My mama loved me more than I do She said you pop was just like you Trapped in a vicious circle Jesus youngest disciple Tell
used to sing So scatter thru the sky I recognise the beauty Memories in circle all around me Illustrate passage thru this journey Confirming my belief
. Once its on, wont stop til we know ya dead. Street soldiers, you don't want to enter my circle, Theres hundreds of thunderous tempers. New breed, full
All felt is hope to spilling over Needs are a passing memory fear not worthy Belief, a martyr's burden Heaved upon capable shoulders Dissuade your charge
Some folks look for trouble, Some look for belief Baby, you look for Jesus I look for relief Used to talk about the weather, Used to think it all looks
Like a stalk of wilting grass I'm not sure about her motives I'm not sure about her past But my faith is like a bullet My belief is like a bolt The
you are To seem you're a dream when you never stop And we ask you what you are Belief as one with what you belive in Travel slowly Move in circles You
are, it seems so far From the cold light of day With the faces full of grief and the grinding up of teeth Has been eating my belief away So I made up
good collide in my mind Closed in a circle like blood in vein I can't runaway and it makes me insane Pain in my lying sins Fear in my true belief There
I'm going there But now I fear I'm not getting anywhere 10,000 demons are scratchin' at my feet Tearing at my soul ripping apart my belief 10,000 angels are flying overhead Circling
with answers that fit a script So the repetition'll make a nigga flip We in the game of smoke and mirrors, those engineerin a bigger spliff blowin circles
Respond Wit Answers That Fit A Script So The Repitition Will Make A Nigga Flip We In The Game Of Smokin Mirrors Those Engineering A Bigger Spliff Blowin Circles
runes Writen in the shining Sharpened silver blades That guide the mighty throne Beautiful weapons lie beside, once layed down by (the) ancient knights Their circle