LYRIC FOR SALE

By Jacob Brown

The end all be all
Testamento manifesto
Sinner off the get go
Told her let go
Not gonna be another Jane Doe
Average joe cliché mistletoe
Sinning in a stones throw
Ready set go
Sinning here and fro

Seven seven seven is the aim
Roll the dice wanna change the game
From Mr no name to endless fame
Never be the same
Never be the same

Wanna make my family proud
A Hail Mary is all I can spit out
Pass out under haze
Purgatory chilling I could be here for days

Pipe dreams and smoke screens
Seven sins in an endless dream
Overly lusty
Opposite of a monk see
Wanna hit the lottery
Greedy you ought to be
Ego trip on a pilgrimage
Gotta get that self image
Eat too much thought it was self medicating
Entertain me rulers I envy
Getting hot and heavy
Better break the levy

Sleep with rage
I could sleep all day
Seven seven seven
All about the 7’s
Capitalize on seven capital sins
Catch it in the wind
Capitalism
With a 7 in the vision

Seven seven seven is the aim
Roll the dice wanna change the game
From Mr no name to endless fame
Never be the same
Never be the same
Testamento manifesto
Was a sinner from the get go