When the carnage was over, you could hear the cell phones ringing, you could smell gunpowder in the air.

And on the bloody ground, the LEDs were blinking, deliver us from evil thoughts and prayers. They're lined up on the playground, hands all in the air.

See it on our news feed and we cry out in despair. They're counting up the casualties.

Everyone's choosing sides. There's always someone to blame, never anywhere to have.

Thoughts and prayers.

Thoughts and prayers. This white noise in my head I think I need a filter

a pressure valve to keep from blowing up and when- comes down I pray I can rise above it hold me closer when I've had

had enough Thoughts and prayers.

Thoughts and prayers.

Gory, al-

you are in our thoughts and prayers.

Maury, Allelujah, you are in our thoughts and prayers. So, The flat earth is realt is realized as he flew through the skies

The curve of the horizon as he fell

He saw the world was round

just before he hit the ground.

Gravity called out to close the deal. Oh, I'm not. When my children's eyes look at me and they ask you to explain it hurts me that I have to look

away the powers that I have to look away.

The powers that be are in for shame and come up and generation lockdown as their day. They'll throw the bums all out, drain the swamp for real.

Perk walk them down the capital steps, show them how it feels, drown the dirt down Jesus, you can't

pray the ride they'll spare, stick it up your, with your useless thoughts and

grace.

Stick it up your, with your useless thoughts and work.

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