free love, for everyone
now it costs an uncomfortable outfit and your sunday morning
you better sing
or God won't know that you care
and I'm not going to add to this spare change bucket
they pass along like some Mr. Clean magic eraser
making them content in their sin
self righteous ass clowns make me cringe
now I still love them, see they are just tryin to build a hinge
into this wall to open up that door
it's unfortunate though
how being nice seems like a chore
to them
life is just a bore til we sip them drinks we pour
giving us the need to adore a simple whore
but
she is another sister
that you fucked
adding another blister
to the callouses around your heart
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