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I try my best to stay away When people talk about each other Instead loving one another They would rather mess up their day How can I talk about someone? When I have problems to deal with? How can I help anyone? When my mind is one a drift? My mouth isn’t open for business When people utter evil, making me a witness I don’t have time for these games Everywhere I look, they are calling each other by their names Having a form of godliness with no power Spilling evil like a flood upon every hour I reside at an indecent, demonic place Where people say immoral words and smile in my face Why I’m here, I’m not sure Whatever I have to go through, I know I will endure God will rewrite this story The devil gets no glory Whatever He has for me, it will be for me For all He has done, I give praises to thee Lord helps me not to be mythical like an elf That I judge only me and speak for myself |
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