Candice

That curly "black" hair
With highlights of red
Through squinted eyes
The world is dead
Authority is void
In her little world
She's her own woman
An eighth grade girl
She knows about God
And the authority he holds
Even over her
But when SHE says so
Come on girl
Don't you get it
You want THIS authority
You dig your own pit
I wish you'd listen
To what I say
It's very simple
Just do it God's way
He loves to have
The authority you fear
Just give it to him
It's so much easier
But I know you won't
Cause it's not your thing
Maybe someone else'll be
A little more convincing

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