Well I ain't sure but I been told
He's baking cakes inside our souls stayed awake took a nap got myself my
bottles back
I'm breaking them out in the street
Walkin' 'round in my bare feet
I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat
I cause a ride we caught some air
He's never gonna cut his hair
It takes more time to make a fake we night swam down in the lake washed the
dirt off our intentions prattle on 'bout bad inventions
I came as ice
I came as a whore
I came as advice that came too short
I came as gold
I came as crap
I came clean and I came as a rat
It takes a long time but God dies too
But not before he'll stick it to you
Well I ain't sure but I been told
You never die and you never grow old
I came as call
I came as flat
I came too soon so I came back
I came as flowers
I came as nice
I came as dirt and I came as it's price
It takes a long time but God dies too
But not before he'll stick it to you
I don't know but I been told you never die and you never grow old

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