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Payable On Death P O D Payable On Death

So much to say so little time for me to explain the way I feel You only see things the way you want to see them It makes sense to you all these things

see you people babylon and on and on Graven images, golden idols and false icons I'm seeking wisdom like Solomon But my antenae keeps on picking up

! Is to begin again Yet to Begin! Is to live again I tried living my life through your eyes Smother me with your ways, to death, no breath. Your choking

Imagine a place on here soaked in vision The heart of a child who looks, sees, and listens Paints a picture using every color And what she sees she sees

way You're so condescending. If we don't do what you say You're so unforgiving So tell me once again How easy it would be if we'd listen to you and

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to go, So far away from home. Inside I always knew, I'd Find My Way to you. I've still got a ways to go, So far away from home. Inside I always knew, I'd

Him your pass so that He can start to mold ya Full fledged, dedicated, hardcore, christian soldier Spiritual war, it's a spiritual bout and we're the first ones in P.O.D

I never knew that a kid like me Could take his mic around the world and flash the big S.D. And rock the masses, from Madrid to Calabasas Tijuana, Mexico