The Re-introduction
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All I do is mix a little sugar with the medicine
Put a little flesh and skin on them skeletons
Hidden deep down in my cupboard's crevices
Look on me and you see no blemishes
I'm not Ed Sherann but I'm thinking out loud
As I'm sitting up high and feeling so fly
About all you low class moving on with the crowd
I can't dare to mingle, you're not my type
Elevated by my pride as I wear my daddy's coat
My shoulder's been raised high by its 20 shoulder pads
No words of my own, all I do is spit quotes
That I heard from my teacher in the Sunday School class
Olivia Popeing all day long
Try to be fixing all that's wrong
Not worried about the log in my eyes
Faithfully keeping a log of your failed tries
Unfaithful to the life I've been called to
Stretch out my hand
and reach the lost folks
Out of the palace into the wild yo
But I'll rather sit and chill in my comfort zone
All I do is mix a little sugar with the medicine
Put a little flesh and skin on them skeletons
Hidden deep down in my cupboard's crevices
Look on me and you see no blemishes
My presence presents a present perfect me
I won't show you how human I seem to be
How I make mistakes and over pebbles I stumble
And how I was once like you, my life a rumble
The pretty little lies I made up about me
Was only a mirage, a non-existent stream
The EMP shield I built around me
Restricted me from you and locked me in
Well,
Allow me to introduce the real medicine
This is the real specimen
Concentrated in its pure form
No adulterations, No form of deform
No sugar coating method
No hiding behind the lies
No pretending like I've got all together
When I'm just falling apart
Strip off the coat of pride
Tearing the fences down
Reaching my hands out
Extending true love to you
Honestly!
I've got days when all I do is sit and gaze
I've got days when all I do is sit and gaze
Into space I stare because life seems like a maze
Left, right what way to turn
All of my help seems to be gone
My human nature keeps me torn
Between my saviour and my wants
I was born dead but I have been given life so I can daily
die to my flesh
Bitter truth, real freedom
Painful death, salvation
Red blood, clean hearts
Born again, new life
Wooden cross, golden crown
Narrow path, true life
His strength revealed in our weakness
Though we fall, we must rise
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