He doesn’t understand why I’m always giving gifts
I ain’t tribal
Don’t read the Bible
But he swears I’m collecting feather wings
He said he thinks he saw me growing things
But you’re a liar
Can’t be re-wired
Always on the run
Must be so tired
Cuz the Devil’s in your blood
Here’s comes the Great Flood
Mixed with bones and fire

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PS. am I the only one who uses present and past tense together, or how I switch between speaking about him to directly to?

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