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Here's a free download of one of my songs that will be a part of my full length being released in the near future
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You grew up in a small town
You stuck to a trade
A carpenter, just like your father on earth
You talked like a kid
But you spoke with conviction
You should be submerging me and not I you
There came down from the sky
This, this is my son
Still we turned away
He would soon fulfill
My old self would be spilled
I grew up well off and fully-clothed
Only to be naked
But you said you'd take care of that
I don't walk like your kid
But I still hope for conviction
You should be submerging me and not I you
There came down from the sky
This, this is my son
Still we turned away
He would soon fulfill
My old self would be spilled
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