Lord I love listening, to the rain
Its soft, and constant, and heals, my pain
The cold brings me comfort
but the lies all remain.
Lord give me clarity and lord let it rain.
The days that haunt me, are clear and blue,
theyr'e the days that remind me, entirely of you
and the pain you inflict
Like the sun burns through
Heaven don't want me, and hell dont care
and i wouldn't want to go, if i knew u were there
So give me a new bottle,
and no, i won't share
When I lay me down , in my bed, to sleep
I pray for the lord my soul to keep
and every seed that bitch sews
I pray one day, she'll reap
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