Unmade

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God is my maker
That's what they always say
So you can say he is my father
And creator of my day

God created life
One so full of strife
So if God did this to me
Then he'll just wait and see

My heart is full of anger
I know this is a sin
But God is without armor
So I might go get a win

As I am made
So am I unmade
And as I attack
So too am I attacked

Life has always been a bit grim
I am my "father's" son
Walked up so quietly behind him
And blew his brains out with my gun

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