Uncle Kracker - Drift Away
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Total Grand Slam my Friend
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Dylan and Cash . . .
What a night . .
Great advice . . .
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More like . . . .
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Truer words have never been spoken
Gavin’s reign of terror may be ending sooner rather than later…
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Chaos magicians are weird 
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes,
Pour salt into the open wound,
I’m waiting,
I’m praying.
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Had trouble finding this post but it was worth the search. Living in the present, it is a monumental move forward in the dream.
It feels like this was a direct response to statements made earlier and more importantly a resolution to one of the things I chose to attack head on.
“Use your vehicle of salvation my brothers, go buy a gun
And go give your gun to Jesus and say
“Jesus, you go kill the disciples of Satan
And you kill the nazis, Jesus.”
Give me an amen
Amen!
Give me a hallelujah, brother
Hallelujah!
Feel the pain of sweet Jesus
Give me another amen
Amen!
Give me another
Amen!
You’ve got to kill the noise
You’ve got to kill the pollution of Satan
Brother, give me a hallelujah
Hallelujah!
Have you been healed?
Have you been saved?
Has it happened to you, my brother?
Thank the Lord
Praise the Lord
I love Jesus
I love Jesus
Kill the pollution!
Pollution!”
“I know eventually we will be together one sweet day.”
“I will always love you…”
“Everything I do, I do it for you.”
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