Moonery
YOUND
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Lock picked by a service sick Got rich off a bitcoin blitz But I found the lord in a group chat I placed my cellphone on a burning stove And I let my eyes bleed white and gold And I read your messages composed from your soul And I forgave every criminal I said Alexa, can you tell me a list of all American atrocities I said Alexa, can you tell me, am I gonna die on my bleeding knees Cock, spark and the drug takes in Form slim off a hunger binge But I found the lord in a group chat I watched my mother pour cranberry juice And my phone lit up with the voice of you And I read your messages as I drank my soup And from the screen there came beatitudes Blessed are the stupid Blessed are the dead Blessed are the hypnotized Blessed are the turbid Blessed are the meds Blessed are the mesmerized My warm investments are calling to me Blessed are the turbid Blessed are the meds Blessed are the mesmerized Blessed are the stupid Blessed are the dead Blessed are the hypnotized
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Written by: Alex Woolaver, Chris Masson, David Hostetter, Mark Zuccato
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