Nihilistic and Overwhelmed

from Faith by Jim Holman, Greg Ward, Barrett Harmon

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lyrics

Having Faith
Alot some space to the taste of relaxation
Spend days on end in a place of mental sin
fell in to show myself some compassion

And the wealth got me stealthy like shinobi
00 agent
creating bonds
I beg your pardon in the slums it gets real nasty
never getting know my students would be a travesty

call me "Your Majesty"
as the impossible becomes easy
Baby please me, don't tease

meditate on that gratitude
unless you want yourself in a sadder mood.
Because the demon shrieks become more apparent
the less I'm staring at my blessings

Top chef opening the Kitchen
top buttery sauce
eating apples
employing fiber optics
Thank God I never have to stop this
look to the sky and wonder how you ever top this?

Metropolis, I'm Super Man 'till doomsday then
look inside, get insight as to what the universe say
cruise about my last lady
and I show myself love and compassion

After-life might be dashin' but flashin'
It makes me happy that my passion might: reach and teach the masses,
Keep my faith in the everlasting.

What's happing is I'm ridding around like Aladdin with no Jasmine
a bowl would be nice to sow more cashmir
I can exercise more control in God we trust or faith we lacking.
Got more taste in the Sunday After.

Noon dinner, legumes with the blueberries mashed in,
Basking in the light blastin'.