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Stop Believing

from We're All Adults Here by al Riggs

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Fog brings the heat during the fall and not much more
Car brings me home and my boots crack on the floor
Dead tired I’m sighing, I’m happy that you’re not awake
To see the nightly routine I can never shake

I pray, quietly
And I hope you never see
You’ve made me stop believing
that my life’s been planned from the beginning

Mason jars filled up with vinegar fill up with gnats
The back of the car carried all of our robes and our hats
Heat hurts so bad, either keeping too much in or it’s my diet
You looked up a list of churches, said you wanted to try it

I pray, quietly…

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from We're All Adults Here, released October 24, 2015

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