I belong to a cynical savior
My belly has been fed too much of his bait
I may have lost all of my reason
So I, so I could love the way, the way, that I can, so I, so I
Well, stay awake I find
Gotta rejuvenate my mind
And I can taste fate in my mouth
Like a copper from the ground
Ooh
Stay, dream about it all, it all
You are your soul, spirit, body
I’m a daughter of the southern mountain
Some say that I come from a fruitful land
Of milk and honey and holy tradition
So I, so I could love the way, the way, that I can, so I, so I
There’s a reason for time
The money or the lies
And all undress in front of
The holy mess we made
Stay, dream about it all, it all
You are your soul, spirit, body
And the wilderness is where we meet God hanging in the air
It’s my oxygen
And I thought, and I thought I wasn’t gonna see again
We are Cain, we are Abel of memory
And I know you better
And I know you better
And I know you better
And I know you better
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