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[Intro][Chris
I met the in something beautiful
I heard the softest

Shoot the saints,
and panicked we traffic our madness for days
Too many letting' smoke brew their brain
I remain tokeless and to the blazed
Now to the ways of the dope kids I stuck in a daze
Blue skies blacktops
the city block and suddenly the thought struck
God nothing but a scorekeeper
Faultless to the sinless as much as the
I'm catching my keeping sickness out of my chest
Feeling like I ruined something beautiful
Praying reason won't get in
Hope sparks and sputters stops
Starts then too far
Hits hard and stays laced with
In dead end depression
Fallen heavens burned in my reflection
Cherubs lessons
Broken, in need of some
taken some patience
But is I am my own worst demon

[Chorus][Chris
I met the devil in beautiful
I heard the softest
So it made me cry
And as I to die
The lights they out

Dim lit, Like in the comedy
We for the hit
Streams down
These veins like hurricanes rush without a
mix now
Consciousness is for the count
One two, one two
Exhale and repeat dream into ground
four three four
out on the floor
Cursed by commitment, playing' roulette
With sterilization and in women lacking any safety net
Taking' steps back from regret to
Its shot gunned to
And the preacher speaks his peace
It's screaming' I don't this
six, five six
Despondent and
Crushed cooked and quick
Endorphins running' dry inside hospital ridden kids
eight
Psycho pomp doing the job and the voices strayed off

So lay down to tonight
With a stomach of bottled substance
To welcome with a count backwards from ten

[Chorus][Chris
I met the devil in beautiful
I heard the softest
So soft it me cry
And as I to die
The they flickered out

We're a fucking a
I to God
I'm sitting praying screaming we'll to die off
I ain't a fan of territory or mentality
Truthfully seen enough in my family to keep it from me
We're thieves, liars, and dead
Unplugging the lines to keep from credit companies
home, so quit knocking
You're just talking to the door
Just walk off and stay
We're wasting
teaching kids to beat
These kids will likely be
Exactly as their are
This ain't the way to
when you got to eat
We're just too to see
That this how to raise your seeds
I as well be praying to a wall
Cause this constant got no direction but a downfall
And I to God
We still are and will always be a fucking

Buck]
I met the devil in beautiful
I heard the lullaby
So it made me cry
And as I to die
The they flickered out