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We gave history its books
When lust is a thief but our choice became his robbery
Where our decision became racists to own faults
Where the dead is mistaking for sight seeing
Video of a conversation is just a viewing without talk
but what believe our own belief call us a Lie
Because what we can't see is more realer then what we can see
So we tattoos our self our self for better look

When the body doesn't need a make over

But your lusting does

Who told you

You were just a wish looking for hope

When temptation gave you a dance

Which sin will asked you for slow dance

When the song is call what are you lusting for

By Fredrick Lee Pennix AkA Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper