LETTER TO THE devil

RIDERS

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    This is a note to satan the coward
    Your rents all up, it’s time to move over
    To the pit of hell, you’re no longer owner
    Jesus kicked you out, it’s done, this is closure

    I no longer live a life unto sin
    I'm finally free
    I'm finally home

    You can take a seat
    Cause me and all my friends
    Are bouncing to a beat that wants us to be free
    It go’s!

    It go’s!

    It go’s!!

    Not sorry to say
    That I’ve got some anger
    A righteous angst
    Against thee opposer

    I'm here to say
    To get out my way
    Cause you arnt my comfort
    I'm not a suck up

    I no longer live a life unto sin
    I'm finally free
    I'm finally home

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    You can take a seat
    Cause me and all my friends
    Are bouncing to a beat that wants us to be free
    It go’s!

    It go’s!

    It go’s!

    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    Miss you

    Making me always think
    That I'm not here meant to be
    Well your just the loser

    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    Miss you

    Making me insecure
    Thinking I lost my worth
    Well your just a liar

    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    Miss you

    Making me always think
    That I'm not here meant be
    Well your just the loser

    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    Miss you

    Making me insecure
    You thought that I lost my worth

    No

    Well your just a liar

    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    I don’t really
    Miss you

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    Composition: Spencer Brennt, Chloe Brennt, and Joshua Brennt

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