god invented it

Lust and spite
gifts from heaven
God invented revenge
Digging holes in a rose garden
Between the rain and sunshine
Apples rotting in the sun
The serpentine in you
hiding in the shade
Stealing all the joy

Cotton Candi shaking like a stripper
That's gods work too
Got a lock on desire

Paradox of free choice
The refuge of cowards
Planting trees in a rose garden
Between the rain and sunshine
It's the only thing I know
Joy leaks from the soul
Karma has decisions to make
The sun shines bright
As the lighting strikes

Cotton Candi shakes like a stripper
Doing gods work
Got a lock on desire

Watching all the agony
Like a Priest at confessional
The water rains down
Mocking death drowning
Cleansing the soul
All the people
Revenge in their heart
Hope in their minds
Karma smiles meekly

Cotton Candi shakes like a stripper
Doing gods work
Got a lock on desire