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BURNING MAN

V1
I’m not a saint or prophet
I’ve never played by others’ rules
I’m hard and cold by nature
Don’t look for me in Sunday school
I won’t

Takin all's my earthly right
Mm
I'll be nice
If Keep me by your side
Keep me keep me by your side

Call me Angel
Call me Angel

You're no saint
So don't

laugh and hate I know I'm surrounded by a bunch of Judge Judy's
But I'm a Saint so I'ma flex on em, Michael Thomas
Not who you used to know unrecognizable

I've forgone about all my temptations
I'm a saint whose name has yet to be given
doesn't mean by that you're free to mock us

will I keep this any longer

opened his home to host and then administer
Assembly of the saints in the Colossae
Y'all know him as Philemon but I call him Phi
Was my right hand dude

exaggerating when I say I like you 
But It’s okay, 
You know you don’t need to like me too

Praying to saint Rita for a different kind of life 
Powered by

flowing
Ya Rab help me, you're the All-Knowing!

Since the womb way back in '02
Surrounded by darkness, I didn't have a clue
About what to do, I was

up
Set up
Set up

God damn it, can't believe nobody
Everybody lyin' cause I know they want some
Don't be sayin' you a saint when you a demon in

civilization
That tries to reach for the stars
By sending a Tesla roadster to orbit Mars
We try to climb up to heaven
Cause quantum physics could not explain
Our

Saint D
You are saved
You're born of the Spirit
Why not leading others
Yeah
O yeah
Am not from this world
Am only passing by through the world
Just

song of the night too by the way
Listen
Ah MR MO eh eh
Please don't test my patience I might cop me a new tec tec
Fucking with the bros might just put

so
Don't be a little bit indifferent
Catch me moving out of Michigan, no
I hear saint louis, it's middle of the mitten
Mentioning Missouri, not

(Cause we kept blasting)
Tell me one thing
Girl what's your motive
Like 85 South
Girl you the coldest
Let's keep it G
Never been a Saint
But where ever I

They say a lot 
But still falling for that same M.O.
To criticizing one another 
Like they saints of gold 
Well no one's perfect
So they underestimate

of a departure
Even when we try to ignore our sins they still haunt us
And I’m no saint so I’m preparing baby I’m being honest
So love me like tomorrow ain’t

of the militant saint
(God says)
I only want what's best for you
(God says)
Do everything I tell you to
(God says)
Paradise is just beyond
(God says)
This earthly

Your life's blank canvas, that you let your choices stain
As I age, I figured out how to voice this pain
People come and go, ain't no one you can

to dip out fast
We got set up by some robbers
They stuck us up for some dollars
We ain't no bitches
We was trying to fight back but in the same seats we

rimmy
All around the world, call me Old Saint Nick
They can't get enough, women want my dick
These girls are like elves, playing with my sack
Eat my milk

Amie

Damien Rice

O

2002

Hey, hey, hey
Something unusual
Something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I'm not a miracle
And you're not a saint
Just another soldier

It Won't Let Go

Ol Skool

Ol' Skool

1998

Ol Skool 
Check it 
I met you out about a week ago 
Club hoppin 

And by the way that you was kickin' 
I could say that you was show stoppin'

the king of Mars perfects his commentary skills

I'm a gold plated man monkey full of dollar bills

if you're happier, dial 1 now

don't be fooled by

of you out there are saints

Disgusted to death, disgust on my face
No need to discuss, you’re a disgrace
Your words to your death, call it a race
Welcome

signs of the times
Look at the news see the violence rise
Look at the news no reliable types
Ain't no more truth its blurred by the lies
Lift your head