It’s
like
the person closest
cuts the deepest
i
normally wear my heart on shoulder
but now it’s summer
so it’s sleeveless
i
could have it all wrong
maybe it’s me
maybe it’s just part of the grieving
maybe
its Jesus
speaking in this season
telling me to stop believing the lying and the scheming
that I’m a triple threat
that’s why the devils double teaming
any given sunday
you can catch my hands thrown up
like Willie Beamin