Over the hill
There goes the sun
Why is it red?
Is it a sign if it's bleeding out?
Who is laughing?
Who could want this end?
Simple words made you
Understand this
Promises bend your emphasis
Who could want this end of days?
Thief in the night?
Run don't rule this
Run don't run sh**
You can pray or clean out the bathroom, or clear out the closet, or talk to your children, or stay out of the army, or take off the blindfold
You can pray or cut all your bullsh** and just speak to me