I Pray The Lord My Soul To Keep Lyrics


I Pray The Lord My Soul To Keep Lyrics By Murdock. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep For if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take My soul to take, My soul to take, I pray the Lord my soul to take.

I Pray The Lord My Soul To Keep Lyrics

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Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keepFor if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to takeMy soul to take, My soul to take, I pray the Lord my soul to takeWell the Lord’s gonna catch a f break, cause I ain’t have a soul for days

Lost my soul the day I first poured myself a full cupMissing church Sunday mornings waking up still drunkPrayers up to heaven have evolved into hiccupsNow I count my blessings when I get my crucifix s^^kedBy these vi^^in Marys or MagdalenesReceive my body for communion, it’s happeningThe bar cut me off, a sin for my phantom limbCause you moaning in my ear’s my only catholic hymnOh what you thought you knew me? So much you can’t seeYou only get the tip of the iceberg every time that we speakThe bottle melts it all together and I feel the heatAnd I surrender to aggressor, I accept defeatThat we will always be together in my fantasyLetting you go, makes me lose my goddamn sanityNow I’ve become something way more devilishSpreading my wings, yeah I’m loving these appendagesAre you offended yet? Covered in sweat I betThis beast knows that he’s sick but I say f the vetWhile staring death in the eyes like…I AIN’T READY YET

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keepFor if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to takeMy soul to take, My soul to take, I pray the Lord my soul to takeWell the Lord’s gonna catch a f break, cause I ain’t have a soul for days

Goddamn, summoned the beast gone mentalYou gonna regret the day you asked me to spit on this trackI bet youI’m not even angry, just full of apathy, a pathetic excuse for the medical use of the drugs I abuseI don’t look back anymore, I done burnt down all them doorsI done bridged the gap between a sociopath and a misanthropeWith a craving to split your head so I can f your throat and take a s inside your open gaping hole, s headOh bruuuh, your girl look good, is she wet or is that just blood?Imma get what I came here for, my kind of transportation: Going in to pull a train on my best friend’s little sister, fist her, till the labia blistersGetting f by white men for free, sounds like living in this countryI’ve had these thoughts since the age of seven, we need to talk about KevinWe need to talk about the poems he’s written on the chalkboard in front of all of the childrenTried to teach him Christ but he turned the cross upside down and crossed it out and turned religion into rhythmHe likes his friends like he likes his women: DEADI am the Dr. Seuss of the Hitler youth, I am the messiah of the school shoot“Oh my God is this guy a rac^^t?!” Yeah b , but at least I hate everyone the same sAll the Jews, the gays, the blacks, the whites, the dykes, the Asians though… they alrightI’m the ember in the gas chamber, telling you to k^^s the carcass of your dying wifeSell me something that you love like, this the only thing my Momma said I do rightAs I sold her straight to a pack of snakes so they could ga^^ r^^e herTied to an epitaph, a stack of religious artifactsI practice rap, so I could spread disease, it pleases me, it gets me off, I secretly at night jerk off to a burning crossAnd I’m this way for no reason, I’m just hungry, that’s how I k^ll the game; Ted BundyCharming, disarming, rich. I take pleasure out of gutting your bHang them up in my room like I am butchering pigs, butt f your kids, if you censor my s , I am to send you a gift

Go ahead… open it“No…”Open the box… I worked hard on thatHey… relax. I care about you. You’re important to me. Now open the boxWOOOH!

(Hook x2)Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keepFor if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to takeMy soul to take, My soul to take, I pray the Lord my soul to takeWell the Lord’s gonna catch a f break, cause I ain’t have a soul for days

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