No bolder love on earth does lie,
Than that of flow'rs,
Reaching toward the sky.
Through toil and labor, existence' bane.
They die, to only try again.
I do good deeds,
thus blessings gain.
I feel so good,
and ring the bell.
But without love,
no widow's mite.
I sell my soul to hell.
Invite all presidents and kings,
High priests, deacons, gov'ners bring!
Now celebrate your glory won,
Bought with money, blood and gun.
Weep not for those tread deep beneath,
Weep for yourselves, your gods to meet.
DUI, B&D, DDR, SLC,
ROC, PRC, ICU, U and me.
PUD, SUV, CAP, D&C,
SOB, DRE, OIC, let's be free.
MTF, T&A, R&D, M&M,
BLT, IOU, R&B and @!
BOM, USA, BTW, U&I,
IBM, S&M, ILY, and that is that.
I'm a fake
and a liar,
Hate my life,
I desire,
To break through,
find my soul.
Who am I,
am I whole?
Why do I,
feel so cold.
When I look back,
And see how you loved me.
I wonder why,
You stood beside me.
You are rock,
You are my angel.
What am I to you,
That you love me like you do.
I cry a thousand tears,
And wonder why blessings come to me.
I don't deserve them,
not at all.
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