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JD Crosson
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Table Talk
Verse (L.S.D.)
We all sitting around the dinner table,looks like a de ja vu of Cain and Abel,
when my eyes kept on glancing on my chosen, my eyes caught him
and it left him frozen,
his thoughts bring death like a shot of poison, in his mind he's cursing and making a noise and, blinded by the demon that was surging through him,
failed to see that i could simply see right through him. when he looked at me i looked right in his eyes, deep inside i knew that we running out of time,
cause when i speak i see him thinking bout the crime, but first hes gotta dip his bread into my wine, now hes gotta trade me for less than a dime,
cause i'm the giver of immortality, so i see pass the mask of personality
the probability of not knowing how it ought to be and the end of this tragedy
its zero to infinity.. I've forgiven him though, but he doesn't see
that i see what he couldn't see when he spoke to the pharisee
that he that i'm gonna kiss is he that he must seize. Father forgive him,
he doesn't understand, his mind is too weak to perceive the kingdom that's at hand.
see his heart ,pass the lies, pass the hate, see him cry.
I will die, take my life, in exchange for his, put me in chains,
put me in locks, throw away the keys. i'm the sacrifice, this is table talk.
Chorus (JD Crosson)
We right here, right here at this table talk. We right here, right here discussing though it all. We right here, right here at this table talk. We right here, right here with you alone.
Verse (Blsng)
Uhm, betrayal is at hand at last,funny he never saw this come to pass.
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Hand deep in his treasury, pose a friendly, personality is a mask.
His friends are my enemies, no more questions for the rest who are left to ask.
this is the epidemy of a man substituting gold for trash, lame 30 pieces,
at least i sold my soul there's a method to this Theseus.
walk with Jesus, hear his secrets. reveal them to the truth hoping they'll keep it.
Dip my bread in his holy wine, while his teaching on,
i meditate upon my crime. Conspire with the high priest,
ruler of the synagogue and the chief Pharisee. They all said i should believe,
something strange happened which i can't perceive,
i mean i saw that fig tree. Cursed within a day, got withered leaves,
man this left me unease. First time i saw him angry, boiling fuming, it was quite drastic.
Made a whip in silence, echoed for eternity, seeking asylum,
he just went violent. sudden rush to the city's gate, chased him out,
that was great, run about, then he said. My fathers house will not be shamed,
its a house of prayer, revere and fear his name. Last draw,
couldn't take more i'm insane, that's why i'm at the table to meditate,
pray to God for better days,kissed you with deception,
expressing my hidden fade.
Chorus
So i choose to believe that this is real.
We right here, right here at this table talk. We right here, right here discussing though it all. We right here, right here at this table talk. We right here, right here with you alone.
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