LyricsIt's a Curse I'm a Saint

Disconnected Genius

Last update on: May 23, 2018
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The Garden of Eden In heaven, God's speaking Through my mouth and my hands

In my mind, master plans For freedom, and glory To bring forth, the story God is not religious Church can be meretricious Beholden, blessed & trusted The forgiven, unobstructed Human can, exhibit The light of, the implicit Universe, what is life worth? Pre-eminent, need for re-birth Benighted, Osmosis Sadhana, Apotheosis Perfect storm, cold feels warm God hears all God heals all It's a curse I'm a saint In a field I will wait It's a curse I'm a saint In a field I will wait In a dream you cannot Take away what I've got And in time We will be We'll be fine Divine hands, define silk Inside her, mothers milk The feeling, it won't last The reason, obsession I was wrong, I recant With one click, I repent Now naked, & humbled Words are keys, my cups full So live well, and love life Temptation, cannot entice Don't get old, don't judge me Find freedom, memory Perfect Storm, Cold feels warm God hears all God heals all It's a curse I'm a saint In a field I will wait It's a curse I'm a saint In a field I will wait In a dream you cannot Take away what I've got A curse I'm a saint In a field I will wait In a dream you cannot Take away what I've got And in time We will be We'll be just fine I could tell you the truth But its power would dissolve As the words left my mouth North becomes South Open Centre I remember Now

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