Godeatgod

Dear God, do you wanna tear your knuckles down
 And hold yourself?
 Dear God, can you climb off that tree?
 Made in the shape of a 'T'
 Dear God, the paper says
 You were the King in the black limousine
 Dear John and all the King's men
 Can't put your head together again
 Before the bullets, before the flies
 Before authorities take out my eyes
 The only smiling are you dolls that I made
 But you are plastic, so are your brains
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 Dear God, your sky is as blue
 As a gunshot wound
 Dear God, if you were alive
 You know we'd kill you
 Before the bullets, before the flies
 Before authorities take out my eyes
 The only smiling are you dolls that I made
 But you are plastic, so are your brains