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letra de the press - seneca tyree

i can’t see the son cuz it’s night time/
starving for his fruit but not connected to the right vine/
oh just a taste of your glory i’ll be quite fine/
please close my heart from depression and the nice wine/
every liquor shot still remind of the sin of i got/
promises overpowering from the power in/
the all spark feeling so strong look how long it’s been/transform/
feeling king kong but i’m counterfeit/
several years i’ve been living safe but can’t count on it/
any day i can catch the fade if i’m out of it/
sleeping while i’m woke/
day dreaming what chu spoke/
i’m the watchman on the tower going on awol on my post/
i’m responsible for folks share the light give em hope/
keep my feelings to the side/
get them fishes off the boat/get em’ clean/
no division/
give em’ wisdom for their soul/
keep my fellowship with brothers who got kingdom minded goals/
recognizing were the sinners/
citizens to the throne/
casting crowns before your feet/don’t wanna be left alone/ iam mordecai being modified into gold/
i’m the potter’s clay lord hear the cry of my soul/
rebel to the culture/ compromising with vultures/ hypocritn’ ditchin’ missions/
my pet-tions ain’t over/
walk in forgiveness/
so my mind can be sober/or clog my arteries with grudges til’ my casket is lowered/
but thats the plan of the enemy/
the fang of the cobra/
make a choice to loose your voice or give my hands
to the sower/
i’m engraved in the palms of healing balm through psalms/
yahweh my hiding place/deliverance through song/

- seneca tyree

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