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Fear of Death
Shad
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Yeah
Fear of death
Yeah, what if the churches all closed
But the doors were opened?
Sometimes you need to restart
To restore what's broken
My industry creates fame
And destroys the famous
The few gainfully employed
Can't enjoy the gains
If it can't sustain
Let it die surely music lives
With or without of the music biz
We're where the music is
I find it boring at 40
I see the glory depends on just if we know
That our end won't end the story
There's more, there's mourning then morning
A light goes on
Nothing done was all right
Or so wrong, so long it's gone
We let the winners it takes all
And we called it natural
We said the system should be selfish
And called it rational
To obsess to possess undressed
Are the emperors
As they get more, become less
I foresee that on the day that
I'm defeated, so be it
Jesus or Judas
My mission's completed
It's all I needed, it's all grace
We all face death in big
And small ways
All praise always follow
Until we fall prey
We take the riches from foreign places
And make their ppl poorer
That displace them then evict them
When we make our border
Some on the streets
While big houses are mostly empty
When we let go, our open hands
Can hold the plenty
Stein's law, trends that can't continue, won't
You can't make somebody love you if they don't
People leave, People stay it's painful
Either way, we begin in black and white
As we grow, we see the gray
We erased the term repentance
So love is just a word
And death's become a sentence
Supposed to be a chapter
Of closed doors and entrances
Fire and transcendence
Submission and loss
Ancestors and descendants
I'm saying sorry at 40
I see the glory depends
On if we know that our end
Won't end the story
There's more, more space
For the grave and the greatness
Now is the time to take risks
And practice patience
Hold up and break
To build a better basis
We run from love or chase it
But rarely just embrace it
All grace we lie bald faced
And live false and dissolve
Like wall paint, we primed then shine
Then all fade
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Why do we fear other people?
Unholy War of the souls, Holy Ghost
Scare away the fear
What a magical life this is
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