Psylense of the Lambatta

Psylense of The Lambatta Sunlight, moonlight One night, mood right New sight Open my eyes and get the view right New Christ Birth Mary had a little lamb Sherri had a little Cam Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man Buried under stricken land Mary had a little lamb Sherri had a little Cam Miracle she didn't plan Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, innerstand Grown man sleeping on the floor Hear the mice squeaking by the door I ain't really eating any more Money spent on this bag of weed I can't afford What's the meaning of it all? Living in the Bronx where it's freezing in the fall And police are on the call Isolated from the people I adore Family and friends I don't speak to anymore Mama struggles she can't even get a call Probably think that I don't need her anymore I'm just working out my demons with the Lord Put them deep into a song like I bleed when I record I don't even like breathing when I'm poor So I'm working til I'm rich enough, I can buy my freedom from the law Or maybe I just need to be evolved Maybe it's too deep for me to solve Mary had a little lamb Sherri had a little Cam Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man Buried under stricken land Mary had a little lamb Sherri had a little Cam Miracle she didn't plan Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, living innerstand I get so preoccupied I ain't know my uncle and my auntie died Remember when I heard my grandmama died Wasn't there to wipe the tears from momma's eyes Little sister was, it had her traumatized Should've been home on thanksgiving I apologize The guilt that's in my spirit can't be quantified And when I ain't have a father uncle John was mine, God I try Thank you, I thank you You'll still be the one that I pray to I still feel I have to be grateful But why do you take back your angels? I love you I hate you But I didn't ask to be made you Can't I relax and be stable? Why does this have to be painful? Mary had a little lamb Sherri had a little Cam Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man Buried under stricken land Mary had a little lamb Sherri had a little Cam Miracle she didn't plan Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, living innerstand Already died I can't die no more I'm alive and I wanna be alive some more Already cried I can't cry no more Feeling so high, why my eyes so low? Try to shine and let my soul glow It's a part of me inside even I don't know Places in my mind even I won't go This the encore to the final show --- Psylense of the Lambatta - Cambatta