from
To do list,
released January 26, 2018
counting disappearing bucks
waiting for never coming luck
penniless till death
moneys the concept
the people are drowning
just like the body bags we're counting
whitesnakes in the grass
just hypocrites bite my ass
we need the key
can't you see millions flee
the doors are locked and the boats are docked
unwelcome here unless you wear blue jeans
some one come and save us from all the others praising jesus
teenagers screaming kill me when its just a clueless plea
complaining about their lives while the social ladder they climb
claiming pity and difference when they follow meaningless trends
we need the key the future screaming kill me
the doors are not locked and the boats are not docked
uncool unless you wear ripped jeans
demonizing human beings
cause in god they don't believe
yelling shame no clue they're causing pain
they're coming to your door
and they're praying on your floor
asking to come in
you let them know that they sin
politely tell them to go away
but they come back everyday
unholy unless you know the bible front to back
but I'll kick em in the teeth, next time they come back