Molly Gone Mental by Ill Driven Motive

From the poem, Fraudulent in the book, Deep by Ronald Allen Bell~

Formatted for your ear holes by Ron Allen~

Produced by G-Dawg Trading~

 

From the Molly Mental Family of poems and the story part of a pulp-fiction novella in progress entitled, Molly Mental 

 

Lyrics: 

[Verse 1] Holy water will not work nor crosses blessed on sacred earth  God nor the devil do desire to your soul keep or cast to fire 

[Verse 2]  Never have I seen the same  seen any other soul to stray  the way you step you only gain a false perception quick to fade

[Bridge] Why are you taking pics and etching times for all I do Calling on the ones I love with these whispers so untrue Is it all from arguments, all done just out of spite that you rip and claw away at me and turn others from my side 

[Chorus] peek-a-boo I see you creep  Tired of all your hide and seek  smiles paint your lame facade you play your games and act like god All is fair for vicious ones  when others dare give back the tongue  The consequences matter none  The witch will sleep when she has won

[Verse 3] Polly wants a cracker  Polly wants no more of pain  Polly pleads to master,  master, free me from this game  "Polly" says the master,  holds back laughter from his lips,  The cage is where I'll keep you,  till you learn who master is 

[Verse 4] Blasphemy done cracked the whip to silence this, the devil's lip the child sometimes fails pull a switch  Surprises light the pilot quick The mind is hurt more than the skin the blind aggressor counts the sins on his paper marks the lines when come the dark within that guides

Hollow be thy name,  you've been condemned now for your sins Shallow is the grave I dig to drop the evil in  Knowledge comes to sinners when they feast upon the fruit  Demons lick their fingers for your soul they've long pursued 

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