Gods got your name
It was dark but early morning
he was looking
he was trying to find his love
no gas in the car
so he set out
on foot
he had a destiny
he knew not what hit him
but he woke up
in intensive care
his face battered and swollen
broken
hurt
He didnt know what
hit him
I dont know what hit him
Near death
And
I say why
Who are you
that can inflict this pain
what do you have to gain
You
Hurt
My son
and stole his tennis shoes
and left him
battered and swollen
what did you gain
fame?
in your game?
I say you gained shame
and
God knows your name
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