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- Crayon
No furniture I just need a floor to pray on
Face made of wax I’m a crayon
Lead my own parade it got rained on
I excuse myself from the seance
God put me on like light bet I stay on
Beckoned by the curse I remain calm
Pretty face at your door it’s not Avon
- From
Got a foam cup full of blood tonight
Body of Christ lay underneath my tongue
Walk around the city, I got rat in my lung
(Hm)
Mice in the walls, is this really where I’m
From? These people are praying too much (Fi)
I don't like the like the fame too much
(yeah)