Of Hallelujah

Uh,
How I do it
It's that hallelujah
Sunday schooling I'm a fucken truant
I was only seven
I said no repentance
I said give me give me peace and you can hold the rest
And I'm a lonely beggar at the holy mecca
Hope I prayed enough to go to heaven
Hold my hand don't leave my soul to perish
Load the ammo you control the message
Have you seconds just to Matthew 7
I need happy endings I feel trapped already
I've been acting Emmys
I mean accidently I've been at my temple with a Magnum semi
Barrel empty
I know God won't let me
All I had just left me
All I got is memories
All my losses plenty
Let 'em plot against me
Let 'em plot again and we ain't robbing friendly
We don't make up
Never
Don't you awaken the devil
Don't you go breaking and entering
Don't put your faith in the sceptics
Mecca
Don't you awaken the devil