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I walk by brothers without mothers to a distant land
I call the shots and cock the gun, while I lead God astray
My soul determined to find shelter in a house full of thieves
This is my way out of life as I picked up the gun to my head
The barrel stays clean as I crawl to my fans
Abused by chances, I wanted more than you can ever envision
I gave you blood and my sweat while you gave me your tears

Feed me into the fire
You should love what you're doing to me
I'll blame God if there's no one to save us
With my crooked fingers I walk
There's blood on my noose

I'll walk my brothers to a mother that will care for us all
It's time I bring on a new life as I shoot the gun to my head
The money it brings when I break off the gain
It makes me feel like you

Feed me into the fire
You should love what you're doing to me
I'll blame God if there's no one to save us
With my wretched voice I speak
There's blood on the cross

And I'm saved!
I walk with riches in the palm of my hand
I lost my soul inside the pistol that I carried to lead God astray
My brothers shun me for the rest of my life
Mother offered help, this family is a cult
And I screamed, feed me into the fire!
Do you even know who I am?

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